HELP ME FIX MY BROKEN HEART

Chapter 16

Carla POV

The rest of the week went by decently fast, it always sucked after games because we just fell into the same routine. Becky still continued to slam my hand in my locker, and nag on me through out the day. I still sat in the back of the class, I always wondered what feeling accepted would be like during school. I always felt accepted on the court, but as soon as I stepped into the hallways it all disappeared.

It's Saturday so I'm sitting at home staring at the clock, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, I still have 4 hours to pass before Miranda gets here. I stare at the house that is now mine, since I'm 18, I wasn't forced into a home and CPS was never involved. I guess I am happy that my parents were smart with money and I don't have to worry about what I'm going to do to survive. If this is going to be my home I need to make it mine.

There are still family pictures hanging on the walls, my sister and parents rooms haven't been touched. I may hire some movers to come in and clean out the rooms, and put their stuff in storage. That way I can have a music room and my own gym here. I really don't want any of the stuff that's here but I can't just throw it away either.

I spent the next few hours taking pictures off the way and putting them in boxes. I didn't want to live with the daily reminder that I was the only one, and seeing all these pictures was one of my triggers. I got lost in time and noticed it was already 4:30, Shit I need to take a shower and get ready.

I'm rummaging through my closest, damn I don't even know what to wear. I'm definitely not a girly girl, so I have no dresses, I mean my closest is full of blue jeans, and western shirts. I just settle on that and my boots. I get my hair dried and fixed, I think I should cut it now, but I may wait till I get out of school, don't need anymore attention on me. I'm starring at myself in the mirror, I still don't see what Miranda see's. I startled out of my thoughts by the door bell.

When I open the door, I'm speechless, Miranda is standing in front of me, her hair is curled, she has on make up and a red dress that hugs every perfect spot on her body. "Holy shit" I said.

She just laughs, "Is it that bad?" she ask teasingly

"No, your beautiful, it's just now I feel really under dressed, and I don't own a dress." I feel myself blushing.

"For one, I like the fact that your not all prim and proper, and you look beautiful too." She holds her hand out for me to take it.

We walk to her car and I open the door for her, "Well aren't we being quite the gentleman" she says as she slides into the driver seat.

I close the door and shake my head, the thought of her in that dress, and the fact that my only thoughts were getting her out of it were going to kill me tonight. I walked around the car and got in. "Where are we going?" I asked

"You'll see, we do have about an hour drive so make yourself comfortable" she said

The car ride was quiet most of the way we had small talk about the game coming up, and how everything had been going. "So I'm thinking about hiring movers to come in and clean out my sister and parents rooms." I don't really know why I brought it up, I wanted her opinion honestly. I needed to know if it was the right thing to do, if it was to early, or what.

She looked over at me and placed her hand on top of mine, she hated when I picked at my fingers and this was her way of getting me to stop. "I think you need to do it if your ready, I know it's hard living there with all those memories, what would you do with the rooms." she asked me.

"I've always wanted a music room, and my own gym, those are the two things I would get the most benefit from. I just don't know what I would do while I was at school. If I stayed here then I could live here, but if I want to go to a big name school I'm going to have to move there, and leave all this behind."