The 6th Liar: Pretty Girls With Ugly Secrets

Holy Varjack

As soon as we get home I disappear to my room. Whilst I walk to my bathroom I pass my white vintage vanity which has multiple photos of Mike and I as kids, being stupid, the last time I visited and when we were in love. I walk closer and grab a photo Aria took of Mike and I at the beach last year when they're family invited me to a trip at their beach house. My eyes started to fill up with tears as I continue staring at the photo of us. My head is tilted back in laughter whilst he just stares and grins. I have my arms thrown over his broad shoulders and I'm balancing on the very tips of my toes. The only thing  keeping me steady is Mikes arms wrapped around my lower back. That was before A and when we were happy. Seconds later the sadness drains from my body and gets replaced with anger. *SMASH*
I throw the frame across the room and my cheeks start to become stained with tears. Everything gets drained from my body. I stop crying and run into my bathroom I reapply my make up so no one notices that I've been crying and pack a bag full of supplies. I bolt outside and run to Ali's house. Once I get there it seems so abandoned since Maya moved out. I grab the rock next to my foot and throw it through the window leading to their lounge room. I climb threw the window and run up stairs to Alison's bedroom. I start rummaging through her draws in her old vanity, then I move to her wardrobe, and I find nothing. In frustration I flop on to the bed. Suddenly I remember the small vent behind her bedside table. I sit up and shift the table forward, making sure nothing falls. I open the vent and stick my arm in. I start to feel around but can't find anything until I brush my hand on the bottom of the vent and feel a raise in the side wall. I gently bend back the metal sheet and grabbed a small wooden box. I lifted the small silver latch on the box to open it. Inside was metal tin box with a padlock not much smaller than the one it was placed inside of. I frantically searched around Ali's room again but I found nothing, so I gave up and ran back home. It was already quite late by the time I got home so I hid the box in my bedside table and fell asleep.
*FLASH BACK*
"Ali come on I'm going to leave tomorrow, just tell me!" I say in desperation. "Nope!" Ali teases. I run after her and into her room. I stop in confusion. Lying on the bed is white trench coat, a pair of gold rimed sunglasses, and a black velvet floppy hat. "Ali w-what's this for?" I ask picking up the sunglasses and trying them on. "Your photo darling!" She says in a sarcastic tone. "Try it on, there is a pair of skinny jeans as well in the bathroom, go on." I head for the bathroom and put on everything. "Wow you look like Holy... Holy Varjack!" Ali says grabbing a lipstick. She puts it on for me. "All done Holy!" I stare at her. "Um who's Holly?"
"Your fake ID!"
She rushes me out the door and into Jason's car. We rushed of to the post office to apply for a passport. "When it comes I will keep it, when you need it you can find it!"

Authors note: Hey Guys,
I'm thinking of starting to do shout outs to people that vote, comment, share, and like. So the first shout out goes to OmlLucaya