Broken Shells

Chapter 1: Lorie

It was 4 pm when the final bell rang at Shullings school in Los Angeles. Every one was breaking up for the Summer. Children of all ages ran out cheering.

A shiny red Audi R8 stopped outside the gates once the crowds disappeared. Then the doors opened and out came a large 40 year old woman and an 18 year old girl. The windows of the door opened and out stuck the head of a beautiful ,long haired, brunette

woman; Sally Kapoor wife of  Shiv Kapoor one of the world's and the USA's most powerful industrialists.

She had come to pick up their daughter Lorie who was standing with the other woman on the front steps of the school.

"Hello Mrs Morris, how are you?", asked Sally.

"Fine Sally hon. The day actually went quietly today,"said Mrs Morris.

They both glanced at Lorie who stood at Mrs Morris' s side silent. She stared down at the ground with her forehead creased like her pretty face was about to fall apart.

"Hey get in the car sweetie", called Sally.

Lorie went and sat in the passenger seat next to Sally. They drove off while Mrs Morris waved at them. Lorie looked until she was visible no more. Then she turned and sat straight on the seat.

Sally looked at Lorie from the side of her eye.

"Hey it's okay kiddo. I'll miss her as well. She taught you really welll."

Lorie nodded.

"So what are your plans for today?", asked Sally.

"Nothing."

"Good, we can go to the beauty salon today."

"WHAT NO!!!", she shrieked. She was about to scream some more but then Sally agreed. It was one of the few things about Laurie; She was difficult. She was a good girl with a good heart but had a horrid temper.

So the car remained silent for a while. After a while Laurie glanced at Sally who looked a bit shaken.

"Fine let's go." Sally hit the breaks.

"Are you sure hon??" Lorie nodded. "Alrighty."

She drove off to the parlour of a celebrity stylist Jacque French.  Lorie stared around in disgust as they went inside to see men and women of different shapes and sizes getting all kinds of hairdos done in different shapes, sizes and colours or mud facials with fruit and veg on their faces.  Lorie  frowned.

Just then a tall, lean, pale man in tight black leather jeans and a black tee with numerous ear piercings and a large red and black hairdo came and hugged Sally welcoming her in a thick accent.

" Sally darling where were you all zis time". She hugged him and they kissed eachother's cheeks.
"Jacque this is my daughter." They both turned to Lorie. He clapped his hands dramatically.

"Sally she eez a work of art. Monsieur Kapoor and you muzz' be sooo proud."

"Yes we are", said Sally with as much pride.

Jacque was about to do the same with Lorie but instead she stuck her hand out. Jacque did the same shaking it hard. Lorie squeezed it hard so he yelped. He quickly pulled his hand away.

"Eez a very stee-rong one", he said.

Maybe out of fear but he quickly did their hair and facials. Then the two went shopping.