Chapter 3
Out of Nowhere there
was a Loud screaming noise Rory Turned Drowsily around and looked up.
It was 6:37 time to get ready for school. Rory looked in the mirror.
She had dyed her hair bright red and black; it now reached to her
chin and circled around her face. She had on a black tank top with a
flannel Shirt over it. She had on baggy blue pants and a spiked belt.
As She put on her eyeliner, She stopped and stared. She had both of
her ears pierced 5 times and her hairs pulled tightly in a ponytail.
She looked at herself, She didn't look different. She didn't feel
different. "Is this how a 16 year old is suppose to look like?"
she thought silently to herself. She Let her eyes wander all over the
mirror, they wandered until they fell upon one picture. Rory's Eyes
Began to water. On the top left corner of her mirror there was her
mom and dad and her at age 4, on their shoulders smiling and as happy
as they could be. With shaking hands she held the picture, on the
back was a date October/8th/1991 she paused, It was taken
the day they went on the trip. The trip they never came back from.
"Rory Honey, time for breakfast, hurry up or your gunna miss the
bus!" "Coming Sara!" Rory slowly put the picture back up then
with shaking hands she wiped at the tears that broke the border of
her eyes. She grabbed her book bag and ran down the stairs not even
thinking about re-doing her eyeliner. "Hey Rory, listen happy
Birthday Umm I have a present for you." "Umm thanks Sar but yu
know yu didn't have to." "Yea I kno but umm here is the gift."
Sara handed Rory a small square box. Rory wiped off the breadcrumbs
from her breakfast and opened the box. "Omg" Rory gasped. Inside
was a tiny ring with her name engraved in it with two diamonds on the
side. "S-S-Sara I-its beautiful. I-I don't know what to say,
Thank you." Rory got up and gave her a hug. "Well don't thank
me yet. There's one gift that I'm regretting to give you."
"W-What is it?" Sara got up and went over to her purse and pulled
out a letter. She handed it too Rory. Rory looked at her with
confused eyes. "Just open it Ror, Just open it." Rory looked at
it. In old handwriting it said
To:
Mrs. Rory Hasten Parker.
Rory froze suddenly she was
brought out of her trance by the sound of the school bus honking as
loudly as it possibly could. Rory rushed to get her book bag, stuffed
the letter in her pocket kissed Sara on the cheek and left "Bye
Sara, luv you"