Chapter 7
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I agree that Rick was being a total idiot in the last chapter, you should be with Immy not Belladonna. But what will happen will he get back together with Immy? Will he stay with Belladonna? Will Belladonna dump him? Would you like to know? What's that... yes? Ha tough you will just have to wait and carry on reading but I know because I'm the writer and I promise it will end happily, well to an extent. But anyway spoilers. (I love that phrase) so I'm rambling on and on and you just want the chapter but I keep typing and you keep getting more and more annoyed because I am wasting your time here but still I'm tapping away at my keyboard and wondering what the hell I am doing. Right ho. I think I've wasted enough time now.
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"That's it, this is all Rick's fault. If he hadn't told me he liked the clothes I wouldn't now be called the leopard print..." I shouted, cutting off, unable to say the last word.
"What do we do?" Tee asked,
"Immy you need a fresh start from Rick, a clean break," Elektra told me,
"become a new you," Kitty said,
"ok. I'll leave you to the girl stuff, I'm going," Johnny said.
"So what do we need for a new Immy?" I asked,
"new clothes," Kitty told me,
"new style," Tee said at exactly the same time,
"new boyfriend," Elektra said, I turned to stare at her, "or girlfriend, whatever you're interested in,"
"seriously?" I asked,
"maybe, actually forget that," Elektra said,
"already forgotten."
5 minutes later we were sitting in the lounge watching television, there was some advert on,
"have tomorrow today," the voice over said,
"well if this is tomorrow I don't want," I said, all my friends turned to stare at me. "I want the days before tomorrow, I want the past," I said, my phone bleeped, I grabbed it and opened the text.
Hello leopard print whore will you give me a go for a quid?
I slammed my phone down onto the table, "my life is being ruined and technology is the cause. Life must have been much simpler 50 years ago in the 60's. There were no phones and no internet and definitely no T2URF," I said.
"You want to live in the past?" Tee asked,
"ok right, let's find the Doctor," Elektra said,
"not funny," Kitty said.
"I want the past, the days before tomorrow. I want to live without groups of haters on the internet," I told them,
"so, how are you going to do it?"
"I'm not going to wear exact replicas of 60s clothes, I'll just wear vintage style clothes,"
"with a modern twist," Elektra added,
"what?" I replied,
"just wait and see," she told me.
"Ok," I said.
We walked into town, Kitty had said she would stay back at Elmtree house. So I was shopping with Elektra and Tee. They dragged me into the first clothes shop we came across.
"Right," Elektra said going to the rails of clothing,
"that's vintage," Tee said chucking a floral dress at me,
"bomber jacket's are cool," Elektra said grabbing one.
"Flowers for your hair are awesome," Tee said, I stood there bewildered.
"Doc Martens are even more awesome," Elektra shouted.
5 minutes later I looked at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a vintage dress with a bomber jacket and doc martens. It looked like Vintage meets Punk and it looked surprisingly awesome.
After we paid I was dragged to another shop, Tee found me a vintage looking shirt and Elektra found me a pay of modern jeans that went well with it. This went on until after about 40 minutes Elektra decided to go back to the house and she took my shopping off me. After a few more minutes we had decided I had enough new clothes and Tee decided I needed a new haircut, half an hour later my hair had been tidied up and my hair was slightly shorter and curlier, my hair was curly and much prettier but I was still wearing my old leopard print clothes. As I was walking home I heard a shout from a group of boys we walked past.
"Look it's the leopard print whore," one shouted and they suddenly started wolf whistling. Tee gripped my arm,
"ignore them, they are a load of idiots," Tee told me, I nodded.
"Yeah I know," I said. We wandered down the streets and suddenly I realised how many people were looking at me. I always thought that they looked at me because I was pretty but now I realised it must be because I look like a slut. A bitch. A whore. I wanted to run but Tee's iron grip stopped me.
"Please just let me run," I whispered to her,
"if you run they win," she told me,
"they already have won," I replied as another group of boys shouted after me. Tee dragged me away. As we neared home we walked into a group of girls who looked around our age.
"Look who it is, it's the leopard print whore," one shouted and about 5 of them grabbed me, I tried to escape their grip but they started hitting me. One slapped me across the face so hard I spun around. A few were attacking Tee. Tee got free,
"Tee. Run," I screamed, she looked about to argue but decided to run. The next punch caught me off guard and I fell to the ground the took this as an opportunity to start kicking me. I had about 10 girls all kicking me as hard as they good.
"Get away from my friend," I heard a boy shout, Johnny. I looked up to see Johnny and Elektra standing there with Tee. Johnny walked up to them, he towered above the girls and they could see how strong he was. Elektra walked with him, she was taller than all the girls too. The girls looked at each other and turned to walk away when one girl went and spat on me.
Safe to say she got bitch slapped by Tee. Elektra and Johnny went to help me up but I couldn't stand, I was in agony. They quickly saw the pain and made me sit down on the pavement. Tee brought out her phone, "I need an ambulance... and the police," she said.
