As I looked at my friends, I smiled. We would always be friends, deep inside. They were safe, and happy. And I would just be taking that away from them. So that's how I made my decision. Thats how I ended up leaving, leaving the school, my friends, and my family, safe. Or so I thought.
Cammie POV
Okay, so your first thought is probably, oh my gosh, this chick is crazy. (which, i am, but that's not the point of this lecture right now. That's a whole different story, for a different day) But in this case and senero the thing is, I'm not. I love all those people. So, even if it meant being away from them, I would protect them.
And this is how.
Even though now I have to be away from all of them.
I was running through the town of Roseville, it was early, so not many people were up yet. There were a couple of people on the streets. Oh right, I probably looked like a total mess. Actually, after looking into the window of the Abrams Pharmacy's window, I know I was.
I used the reflection from the window to study myself. My eyes were all puffy from crying the night before. My hair was a mess, and there were tear lines on my face. It was not a pretty sight.
Luckily I had my Visa Card that my mom had given me from my 15th birthday. She said I could use it whenever I wanted, she didn't care. See, when your a spy, you don't really worry about money. You have more important things to worry about, like life or death for instance.
There were a couple of things I had to do to my visa card before it was usable. I first had to activate it, then make it so that it was untraceable. And I had to make sure that it was Liz-proof because you know that she may try to find me. Maybe.
After all that was finished, and believe me it took forever, I headed into a store for bags. I got a tote bag to carry around my stuff (because it is a lot less obvious than a knapsack believe me. Then I went into a beauty store and got two t-shirts, one pair of soffies, and jean shorts. Then I got underwear, a bra, makeup, and a hairbrush. I went into a nice little public bathroom that they had, and started to do the transfomation.
I changed out of my lovely clothes that I had worn ever since yesterday morning. I put the new ones on. I wish I could take a shower, but I would have to skip out on that for a while. After I changed, I washed my face, and applied make up, so that I didn't look like a girl who had cried there eyes out. And lastly, I put my hair into a slick back pony tail. I actually looked decent. Well for a girl that was whipped yesterday, got into multiple fights, and cried her eyes out. On those standards, I looked amazing. On anyone elses standards, not so much. But that's okay.
I toop my tote bag and stuffed my things into it. Then I knew the next step.
I had to get away from Roseville, fast.
opps it's a lot shorter than i expected, butcha know i thought it needed to end there. let me know what ya thought