Her Match (re-writing)

Chapter 4

I keept driving the whole night. Until I came to a little treehouse I have seen from the car window on our way. It wasn't that far from our house, but it worked for now on until I find a littla apartment. The treehouse looked like it has been set by children, a while ago. I could see abandoned plastic cups and paper plates. To my great pleasure I found a little sitt sack.

"It works" I muttered bitterly. Soon I drifted off too a dreamless sleep.

"Ahhh, OMG!!  Kimberly, come back!!! I sat appalled up. It was a loud and  girly like screech that had woken me up.  As soon as I recognized the voice, I sighted and fell back on the soft sit stack.  Suddenly the damn dog started barking. Witch sent me once again straight up. "Damn you stupid dog" I grumbled.

"What is it Kimberly? Is there a monster in our tree house?? Fear leaked through her voice. Can one be more pathetic?? I thought to myself.
The dog started barking again and now she was closer to the tree, practicly under the tree house.
"N-no Kimberly please come here beautiful dog. I-I don't w-want you to die!" By now Carla was actually crying. Apparently, I answered my own question..

Feeling like I've had enough of this stupid crap I took my back bag and jumped gracefully down from the tree, right infront of Carla.
"Aahhhhh!!! You fell down from heaven!!!" She was getting hysterical by now. "Ugh girl, can you like shut up for a minute? Or talk without shouting? You are giving me a headace, I groaned. " S-sorry, It's just that you fell down from now where". I pointed blancly at the tree house. She looked confused at the treehouse and then at me and at last she got it. 

"Mind if I use your bathroom?" I asked her. "Yes, of course! This way! She turned abruptly away and started walking to her door. I followed her.

When I had finished showering and had got dressed, I took my schoolbag and went to my motorbike. "OMG! Are you going to ride that creepy thing!! I jerk a little bit. I had totally forgot that I was with Carla, and now she was standing behind me and looking with wide eyes at my black motorbike. "Yes, that was kind of the plan, when i rode it here" I say sarcastically adn roll my eyes. "You are gonna fall off and die, or a car would come and drive over you!!!And you don't even have a helmet! Zoey NO!!" "Please girl, do not shout, and I am not gonna fall off it, just sit behind me and hold on and you will hopefully be alive when we arrive to school".

"What! I am not getting on that thing!" she shrieked frightened.

20 minutes later I had convinced her to sit behing me and now im driving in to the parkinglot in school. As soon as I park the car she jumps of and stumbles, but I get hold of her Green t-shirt befor she hits the ground, that would be too embarrasing for her. We walk in together and I walk of to my locker while she goes to hers. But before she went she said, loudly of course "bye". When I had gotten my things from my locker and closed it I saw Michael, and he looked furious. He was walking my way, and he didn't stop until he stod right infront of me. "Where the f*ck have you been?" he wispered angrily to me. "Why you wispering" I say with hatred in my voice "It's not like you have anything to hide, do you?" In the corner of my eye I could se that almost everyone was looking at us, and when I looked back at Michael I could see that he had seen it too.

 "Of course not, what would I hide" he said with a false voice. Then he lowered his voice and said so only I could hear "You'll come home right after school". "Well then we are done here" I say coldly and decided to ignore what he said and ust walk off. I go to my first class.

When I walk past a corridor I hear voices. It sounds like a group of girl. And then I hear a familiar voice, it's a loud and girly voice, a voice that really could give me a headache, it's Carla. I get curious and suspicious. "Who would she be talking to?" So I went after the voices and saw the girl that had come to Jake's house and were so angry, and her three friends. They were walking around Carla, like a shark who has found it's bait, who looked frightened. I felt this weird feeling of protection towards Carla, that I have never felt before. It is like the little time I have been with Carla, the first thing that I noticed was her innocence. She would never ever think something bad about anyone, she still had that childish thing about her, that I never had. And I didn't want anyone to take that away from her. Especially not Stacy. I walked quickly to them and pulled Stacy roughly of Carla.