Carry Me Home

Chapter 4

The next day I walked to school with a smile on my face. At school I walked into Marisa, who immediately caught onto my mood and began going into further detail about the party. This time I actually listened.

“So, you know that mall down on forth street? Of course you do, everyone knows that mall! Well, I’m gonna rent it on like the week of my b-day. During the first two days, I’m gonna hire some people to totally redecorate it with a better fashion sense. The theme is going to be…”

She continued with her onslaught of details. I oooooo’d and ahhh’d in all the right places, playing the part of an extremely interested bff. She ended with, “OMG! This is going to be the bestest b-day ever! And you get to sit next to me at the ubber long table, cause you’re my bestest bff ever!!”

“Sounds great besty!” I said with equal excitement, only mine was fake.

Break

When I walked into outside for snack, I saw my friends standing outside with Mars. I wore a black and white striped top with half length sleeves and that’s cut to show your stomach, and dam did I look hot! My black pants are held up by a black belt with studs and I black have finger gloves. I was ready to play my part.

“Hey Guys, what’s up?”

“Um nothing,” they mumbled.

Then Mars spoke up, “Hey about yesterday, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you or anything.”

“No biggie,” I said, “all is forgiven.”

Sara, Sike, and Dyno just stared at me. I was closest to them, and they knew enough to realize that I would never just forgive someone like that, they knew that when someone did something to me that I would force them to pay a price. Dyno knew from experience, but I won’t go into that now.

“No really,” Mars said, “I want to make it up to you. How about we go to the movies or something.”

Now Sara, Marissa, and Sike stared at me with open mouths. They should have expected this, I mean, after all, they already have boyfriends. “Actually,” I replied, “that sounds like a great idea. I was planning on seeing 91 First Kisses on Wednesday. Would you like to come with me?”

“Sure, how about I look up the times and text you when it is.”

I already knew what the times were and what time I would text him, but I just said, “Sounds great.”

We exchanged numbers, and my plan began to take it’s brilliant course.

Later

Now would be the perfect time to call him, he would have been waiting for me for 15 minutes and the movie would be about to start, so he could get a refund, if he could walk (mua hahaha) So I picked up my phone  and left a message on his answering machine when he didn’t answer:

“OMYGOD listen, I am sooooooooo sorry. I totally forgot about our date! Maybe it wasn’t meant to be, *sigh* I don’t know. My mom just sprung this last minute lesson type thing on me and practically forced me into it. I would come if I could, but here I am, ya know? Locked in my basement.”

Since he didn’t answer, I figured he was too busy fighting off my buds. So I walked into the living room where Tasha and Jacob were watching Bridezilla. I sat down and started to perfect my nails, by them. Time passes easily I think,when you don’t focus on what’s going on around you. Perhaps I shouldn’t have done that to Mars… nah! It was the way I rolled to do that.

Just then my phone rang. Mars, the caller idea read. “Hey, Mars, I’m sooo sorry I couldn’t make it. Did you get my message?”

“Yeah, I got your message, sorry I didn’t get back to you earlier.”

“That’s ok, I probably couldn’t have taken you. My mom just stepped out of the room real quick, so I’m good to talk for now.”

“Hey, so would you like to go out some other time?”

I lurched up in my chair and practically yelled WHAT? But I didn’t, instead I walked calmly out of the room and told him, “I dunno, maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.”

“Maybe it wasn’t meant to be today.” Damb, he sounded so sexy!

“yea-oh,” I acted like I agreed but was interrupted, “my mom just got back.” And I shut the phone.

Mars’ POV

I sighed as I shut the phone. I was hoping to be able to easily get someone caught in my trap, without using violence. But violent people sometimes just want to pick a fight, and sometimes a new girl just doesn’t make it. Oh well, either way, I’d gotten what I needed.

There was a secret behind that girl, and I was going to find out what it was. She was hot, and had style, but someone just doesn’t get really pissed at you and then say yes when you ask them out, you know what I mean? I would have enjoyed playing her emotions up, her secret would be my goal while I was in this town. Something occurred to me,; could she have sent those men to try and beat me up? Nah! No one would be that dumb, but then again, none of them knew what I was capable of. Ha ha ha

A few minutes later I was sitting in my room, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” I hear Tasha say. I hear high pitched squeak of fear and shock. “Dianna!” She yells up at me, fright clear in her voice. I ran down the hall way, what could have possibly scared her so much that I had to save the day? I gasped as I looked down from the top of the stairs, down to the open front door.