Well Zack and Brad decided to start with one thing. My hair. They said its a great start.
"Guys. I'm not sure about this."
"You'll be fine. All we're doing is putting some different color in your pretty hair."
"I regret this."
"Any girl would kill to be in your shoes right now princess."
"True. But still. My parents are gonna hate me."
"They won't notice until you start drinking and smoking."
"I am not smoking a cigarette."
"Its okay to do."
"Whatever."
"You're getting the attitude. I like it sweetheart. Soon we'll start changing your attitude but not yet."
"Okay. And??????"
"Brad would she prettier with red streaks or blue streaks?" Brad looks at me and said
"Blue definitely. It will bring out her eyes."
"I say red." I piped in.
"The good girl is opposing to our demands. We're doing blue whether you like it or not."
"Whatever." They took me to Zack's sister's house.
"Hey Katie."
"What do you need Zack?"
"Our little friend here needs her hair dyed."
"What color?"
"Blue streaks."
"Alright. By the way Zack she's cute."
"No she's not she's way too much of a good girl to be classified as cute." Ouch dude that hurt. I piped in
"Um Zack that kinda hurt my feelings."
"Yeah so?"
"Nothing."
"Okay." Katie finished my hair and gave me three things of blue dye.
"Redye the color every 6 weeks. Okay?"
"Okay." We left Katie's and Zack looks at me.
"You look gorgeous with blue in your hair."
"Thanks." We kept walking and Zack stops me. Brad went to some girls house.
"You need a ride home?" I don't wanna go home. My dad abuses me and my mom doesn't know about it.
"Um yeah sure. I mean if you want."
"Okay. Well the first thing to being a bad girl is always hang with us. We'll help you through everything."
"I have no friends but one."
"Oh well then now you have 2 new friends. Me and I think Brad."
We walk up to this motorcycle.
"Get on."
"Um I'm scared."
"Hold onto me and you won't be princess." I hop on and I hold onto him. We stopped at a traffic light.
"You still alive Maci?"
"Yeah I am Zack."
"Good. Now tell me where is your house."
"Down the road on Cambridge street."
"Okay. So you're a rich girl?"
"Yeah but my parents are power hungry. My mom always works so its just usually me and my dad." I looked down.
"You hungry?"
"No I'm not."
"Okay." He drove down the street and I show him my house. I get off the motorcycle.
"Thanks for the ride Zack."
"Welcome." I walk to my door and open it. My dads sitting there with his hands balled up in fists.
"Where were you and what is up with your hair?" He slaps me and it leaves a bruise.
"I was with a friend. And my friends sister wanted to dye my hair."
"So you were with some guy. I seen you get off his motorcycle. What are you doing? Screwing him? Little slut." There was a knock on the door. It was Zack.
"Hey Maci. I'm sorry I came back but you left your jacket at Katie's so I brought it back."
"Maci who's at the door?"
"Just my friend Zack." My dad walks up to the door.
"Hello Sir I'm Zack Maci's friend."
"Yeah okay whatever kid. Now leave."
"Yes sir. See you tomorrow at school Maci." My dad shuts the door.
"So he's your little friend you hung out with today? I don't want you hanging out with him." He punched me and I spit out blood.
"Now what do you tell your mom when she comes home and she sees this?"
"That I fell."
"Good. Now go to bed you bitch."
"Yes dad." I put my jacket on my bed and there was a note from Zack.
'meet me at the park down the street when your dad goes to bed. text me you have my number. I texted you teaching you how to sneak out. bye
-zack'
My phone buzzed. It was Zack saying how to sneak out. I heard snoring from my dads room. Good I can leave. I snuck out the back window and went to the park. I see Zack across the park. I ran to him. He smiled at me. That smile didn't last long.
"Those bruises and busted lip wasn't there when I dropped you off. Who did it?"
"I fell Zack."
"Okay. I decided to teach you something else but I have to take you shopping. I'm going to help you change your style."
"Okay Zack." He smiled at me.
"So before you go home who did that to you?"
"I'll tell you tomorrow."
"Okay. Get home fast."
"I will. Bye." I ran to my house and snuck back in the window and threw on some pajamas and messed my hair up to look like I just woke up. My dad banged on my door I hopped out of bed and I got up and unlocked the door.
"Yeah dad."
"I heard a motorcycle. Who was it?"
"I don't know. I just woke up dad."
"You're lying to me." He starts smacking and punching me. When he was done hitting me he threw me on the ground.
"Go back to bed bitch." I ran in the room and shut the door and locked it. I texted Zack.
'when can we go shopping.'
'tomorrow why'
'I'll tell you tomorrow.'
'okay. well good night.'
'night.' I hope dad doesn't bang on the door again. I finally fell asleep.
