Kelsey p.o.v.
Me and Callie woke up around the same time. Maybe a few minutes different. We couldn't seem to find Mallorie anywhere so we figured she had already went to the breakfast that the motel provided.
We walked into where the front desk was and saw this girl that looked like mallorie but it couldn't be.....Oh my gosh it is!
The new Mallorie had dark brown, almost black hair. She had a red plaid shirt over a white shirt with tight black jeans that were ripped up.
Callie: "what.....happened.....to poor old sweet Mallie???"
Mallorie: "Don't call me Mallorie or Mallie. Call me Mal."
Me and Callie looked at eachother.
Kelsey: "well....Mal.....please wipe off atleast some of your eyeliner and tone down the "badness" we liked you just the way you were but if you like this new you then go for it....just please tune it down some. You look like a racoon that is trying to act bad. It's obviously not you."
Mallorie: "Yeah you are right i guess. But im still putting eyeliner on just not as much. And i'm going to break rules without worrying about it."
kelsey & callie: "good!"
After that incident, We headed onto the road and this time Callie is driving.
Before long we made it to another motel and that was the second day down, 12 more to go.
