Tangled Up in You

Chapter 8

I got to school at 8:15am. Everyone stared at me in the hallways whispering. I could already tell, I wouldn't get through the day.

Kali what were you thinking? Why in the world did you think you could do this?

"Oomph!"

"Oh look it's the dead girl's side kick. What's the matter side kick you going to cry?"

"Shut up."

"Oh yeah and what if I don't? What are you going to do about it?"

Before I knew it, I was on top of the girl. I kicked, punched, and screamed. I heard people screaming telling me to stop but I just kept punching her. I felt someone grab me from under my arms, and pull me from the girl.

"Let go of me!" I said.

"Hey chill I'm just trying to help you."

I couldn't get my eyes to adjust; all I know is that the voice I heard was a girl's voice. When my eyes finally adjusted, I could tell by the smell that I was in the bathroom.

"Why are you helping me?"

"You seem like you needed help, I guess you could say I was in the right place at the right time."

"I don't need your help."

"Are you sure about that? Because that incident didn't seem like you out there.

"You don't know anything about me. How could you know what I am and what I'm not?"

"Let's just say I know enough to write chapter 1."

I didn't know what she meant by that, but it made me smile. I could tell she could see me smiling, which made her smile also. I know its weird but she reminded me a lot of Carlee.

"So what's your name?" I said.

"My name's Jessie."

"Kali."

"Nice to meet ya, Kali."

That night I had a dream about Jessie. Which is weird cause I just met her. It freaked me out though. Carlee was there. I was walking in the cemetery, and Jessie was talking to Carlee. I also thought that was weird because Jessie didn't know Carlee, at least not to my knowledge. Then Carlee went into Jessie's body. Then I woke up. I was sweating and my hair was still in a ponytail from the day before. I turned on my fan, it was hot as hell in my room, and the window was open no wonder. I couldn't sleep so I got out my notebook and started writing. The school called and said I was suspended for fighting. I couldn't go back for three days. My grandparents said I would be going to a therapist tomorrow afternoon, great another reason for people to talk about me. About that time, my phone buzzed. It was Jessie.

"Hey I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?" I texted back.

"idk not really feeling up to it."

A minute later she texted back.

"look out your window." I looked out my window, to find that she was on my balcony! This chick was crazy. I got up from my bed and went to the door to open it.

"Hey!"

"Hi..."

"I'm sorry I don't mean to bother you, but I really wanted to see you."

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yeah I heard you got suspended. That must really suck."

"Actually not really it keeps be away from that stupid ass school with retarted ass kids. I realized that she was just waiting there. Did you want to come in?"

"Uh.. yeah sure why not."

She walked in, went straight for the bed, and sat down.

"Your room is really nice."

"Thanks, so did you wanna watch a movie or something?"

"You probably wouldn't want to watch the kind of movies I like."

"Ha.Try me."

"I like horror movies."

"And why wouldn't I want to watch that?"

"Most people find it odd to like horror movies. It's a typical stereotype. People in this world believe that guys are the only ones who can stomach horror movies."

"And I suppose you proved all those people wrong?"

"You betcha."

"Well you're in luck, I happen to love horror movies."

We sat on the bed and turned on Netflix. Three horror movies, seven bags of popcorn, and at least ten cans of soda later she said she had to go home. I walked her over to the balcony door, and watched her climb down the lattice fence. My phone buzzed.

"Had fun tonight, need to hang out again soon."

I smiled and texted back.

"Anytime..."

I went over to my bed and laid down. Today had been a very stressful day, but also good at the same time. I slowly drug my butt out of bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I went to bed late that night. My appointment was at one o'clock in the afternoon, which meant I had about five hours of sleep before I had to get ready for this stupid appointment.