Bad Girls Playbook

Bad day so skip for days

It was before school. Everyone was talking about me even through the incident happened Monday and today was Thursday. I just can't handle it any longer. The bell rang but before I even thought about it I turned around and walked back to my bike.

"Jeza. Outside. Now" I call Jezabelle impatiently. Then hang up. I know that she isn't in class. She ALWAYS skips first period.

Within five mins she had stepped out of the building and started walking towards me. She was obviously pissed that I had pulled her away from one of her make out sessions she was always having.

She stormed over to me but as soon as she saw my eyes and saw how they were filled with pain and sadness she stopped and her anger was replaces with empathy and curiosity. I threw a helmet at her "let's go" I said flatly. We got on my bike and we rode. We rode until we found ourselves at my house.

My parents were away for work, they'll be gone for two two more weeks. "Hey mom... No... Yeah... I'm staying with a friend for a few days Kay? Yeah... I will... Bye... Love you too." I hang up. I pack my five favorite outfits including my black red and white sundress. I threw them into a plane black carry on bag, I grab my passport, my credit card and my purse. I quickly put a few things in my large purse and call it good. Jezabelle and I dive to her house in my mother's black slugbug. She quickly grabbed her things. We were driving to the bank and I had Jezabelle text B.

Jezabelle: heyyy B it's Jezabelle;)

B: oh... Hey Jeza....

Jezabelle: hey you! It's Jezabelle to you! Lol;*

B: uh sorry. If this is about your homework I will give it to bailey tomorrow so she can give it to you.

Jezabelle: forget about it:) my and Bailey are skipping out for a few days. We will be home before wendsday. PROMIS.

B: okay... See you then I guess.

Jezabelle: Kay:) love you boo:*

B: um... Yeah... love you too.

By this time we both had gone to the bank and boughten Canadian debit cards both having two grand on them. Me and Jezabelle were both well to do. My dad was in real estate wile my mom was an interior designer. They both had millions. I worked as a photographer and had already sold many of my pieces. Jezabelle's father was in stalks and lucked out large when he invested in Facebook. Her mother was born an arise.

"Two tickets to Canada please" I asked politely.

"That will be $250.00 please. Thankyou" she chirped as I handed her our passports and my debit card. We ran through the security check and to the gate. This was it. We are skipping classes for a week to chill in Canada.

Rule four. If you are going to skip do it big