Facade

Chapter 2

Carli's POV

I let out a puff of breath as I tried to catch my breath again. I don't know how I made it, all those jumping over fences and climbing over high walls. How criminals do that I shall never know.

Well, obviously what did u expect?, your not exactly fit, are you?

I put my hands back to my side and leaned against a wall as I realised we had lost the cops. I had been so busy trying to catch my breath that I didn't notice that the hot stranger had already left.

Note to self: take part in athletic team

I let out a huge sigh of relief as I felt around my pocket for my phone. Fear took over my features when I couldn't find my phone and came to a conclusion that the Hot Stranger(let's just call him HS) had stolen it.

I let our a string of choice cuss words as I took in the reality of this situation. I was so gonna get grounded for a month because I came home past my curfew but. The the cherry to the topping would be grounded for eternity when mom found out about my phone.

Only one thought occupying my mind right now,HS,
......coz I got a blank space babe, and I'll write your name.....
On my TO KILL list.

As I made my way out of the creepy looking alley , I turned left to start my journey home but stopped when I could just about make out some bright light flashing in the bottom left corner.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I went to it and gasped as I bent down to pick it up. It was my phone, the one the idiotic HS supposedly "stole" from me.

I wiped the screen of the slick iPhone 6 and saw a message from A.S. I unlocked it and saw to my relief that it worked perfectly fine. I opened the message.

I won't repeat myself, I don't want to see you there again.

PS. Nice ninja skills
PPS. Work on your high kick.

I felt confused at what he meant by " I don't want to see you there again" but I couldn't help the blush that made its way to my cheeks as I read the last part.

Gosh! He was standing there the whole time watching me humiliate myself. Aarrh! Why does life have to be so unfair.

I bet you he found the whole thing hilarious. In fact I bet you he even put the scene on pause ,went to the nearest Wallmart ( which just so happens to be round the corner) and bought himself popcorn as he watched me do social suicide.

Now, not only does this mysterious and not to mention hot, guy find me annoying that I painted on "his" wall but he probably also thought I needed to be seen through to the mental asylum as quickly as possible.

Life just hates me. I always find myself in these type of sticky situations. But thank god i didn't get caught by the police for graffiti or worse get kidnaped or murdered by the mysterious stranger.

I turned into my street and contemplated whether or not to migrate any further than I already was, sneak into my own house and risk being caught by my parents and be grounded or lectured and land myself into heaps of trouble or...

I could just call home now and say that I'm having a sleep over at my other best friend, Victoria's house . But before I could think of my next move , my phone vibrated indicating a call since my phone was on mute.

I un muted it and put the volume up as I shifted my weight to the other foot and waited for the storm to blow over. It was Tori.

You see me and Tori became best friends two years ago when we were in sophomore year. I still used to be the goody-two-shoes but I stood up for what is right and when I saw Britney (school slut;still is) and her gang of cronies picking on Tori because is her weight I went and helped her out.

Tori doesn't exactly have a Victoria Secret body( oh the irony) and neither do I but she was just on the chubby side and well Britney found that as a perfect opportunity to make her inferior to Tori.

But if you ask me, I'd say it was because I always thought that she was jealous of Tori and her beautiful extravagant blue eyes and honey blonde wavy hair. But no matter what I said to Tori after that(even after two years) ,Tori still feels self-conscious about it.

I smile at the memory of me helping her out and after that how we become best friends and always hung out together.

I can still replay the conversation I had with Miss. Totty Tits.

"Look at you, you fat thing. Your so fat that I mistook you for a taxi because your wearing yellow!." Britney had sneered. I don't think she or her cronies caught Tori flinch at the insults.
"Yeah, look at this fat cow!! "
"Like, totally, she is sooo ugly!" Britney's cronies screeched as they shoved her to the floor.

"Hey, stop it leave her alone!" I said to the banana heads. But they wouldn't stop calling Tori names so I came in and when I helped her up , Britney sneered one last time, which made my blood boil and I couldn't help what came out next.

"She is fat, you're ugly,she can excercise, you can get plastic surgery ,she can become skinny but you, ohh,you, no amount of plastic surgery will ever make you come as close to as even "decent looking"!" With that I turned my back on them and helped Tori out of the school as we heard a buch of "ohh!!" and "burns".

Ever since that day, we became closer and well, we looked out for each other as though we are sister from another mister.

And over the years we have gotten to know each thee so well that I could just tell that right now I knew for a fact that she called me to lecture me about coming home on time or informing al least her where I am and what time I'll be back and then she will go on to lecture me about how she had to work so hard to lie to our mothers saying I'm at her house having a sleep over.

And that I should have planned this before and after another two hours of an earful from her, she will then proceed to ask me where I am and if I'm "ok".

I swear sometimes she is like a mother more than a friend but I still love her all the same.

But seriously, for all she knows I could be held hostage right now with a sharp knife across my throat and the kidnappers trying to get her attention to pay the ransom, but she would be in her own little world ranting about my "priorities getting checked" and "discipline" like , the hell bro, last I checked I was dead and here you are ranting on like a mad woman to herself .

I smiled softly as I thought if all the crazy moments and adventures we had been on.

I was snapped back to reality when I heard a loud shriek at the end of the the other line. I'm in for it big time now.

But just as I was about to reply the line went dead and the phone hung up . I pulled the phone back, but to my dismay saw it was dead.

"Oh god!", I exclaimed as I did and exaggerated sigh and brought my hands to my head as if feigning a head ache, which I'm pretty sure was to come soon when I made it to her house on foot.

You may be wondering why I'm being so dramatic, but nothing is worse than my best friend on a rampage for blood, specially if the blood has the name 'Carli Forrest' written on it. But it will be worded when she she to wait for my blood until I get to her house which would probably take 10 mins by foot.

But I dread to think of what she is going to do to me when I get there. She would probably rip my arms off and row me to the sea using my arms as an oar and beat me to death with it but not before ripping my intestines out and chocking me with it then drowning me and putting blood drops in the sea to bait the sharks.

I know. I have a pretty scary friend. I pulled my hoddie up and wrapped the warm material closer to my body and made my way to Tori's house and on the way thought of possible excuses and scenarios that's I could use or take place.

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