Timmy and Carla: Face Off the world

Fresh Start

"Mom!"i whined, as she played with my hair, brushing and straightening my long golden brown hair. "Mom!"i whined again, she just shushed me and went back to brushing. she cared about my hygiene more then her life. that tube across her nose hooked up to the big clunky machine that followed her everywhere on wheels. i hated it. " Mom, the dr said you should rest."I said, worriedly as she breathed heavily, she put her hands on my shoulders and looked with me into the bathroom Mirror. "Calm Down sugar plum. Don't you look pretty?", i hated the way i looked, my pale skin, my long hair, my petite form, i was to skinny or never skinny enough. i could never gain weight, i never burnt in the sun, and mom never let me cut my hair. But i smiled and nodded. "Thank You Mommy."She smiled, kissing me on the forehead, took her cane and steadily walked, the machine following her, i put on my baggy grey sweatshirt, then put on a pair of insanely holy jeans, and put a pair of brand new jeans over it. it was supposed to be gosh darn cold today. i put my hair back, slipped on my hood, slung My Backpack on my shoulder, Kissed my mom bye. And went off to School.

I refused to absolutely or reluctantly to take the bus. i avoided bullying situations at all times and i didn't need a new scar or missing limb. So I Walked To School. Every Day, Being Careful to watch for car's as i went down the hill slowly. i liked to take the long way everyday to stop and see the sights, so i went four or two hours early each day. Today, It Was Four. I Went up the mountains. To An old wooden cabin. which was strange because it was remodeled, it was white and tiled. it was pretty and now had a lot of windows, A brand new, i think brand new, White Chevy truck stood on the hood of the cliff. a beautiful view. Of An overgrown forest and a mansion. it seemed like no one has been there for ever. same for this cabin, must have been just bought. i stood by the truck, overlooking the forest, field and mansion. Until I Heard The Footsteps crunching on gravel, I Spun Around, A Handsome blond boy, muscular and tall, with holy blue jeans, a black acdc t shirt and a black baseball cap, held a shot gun pointed at my head, i squeaked, jumping back, i looked down, squeezing my eye's shut, and clenching my back pack straps. "Who Are You, And Why Are You On my property?."He Asked In A deep Handsome southern accent, i looked up, opening my eye's.

"Your property?"I Asked curiously, he lowered his shot gun, his jaw hanging open. "Sorry Sir, i didn't know, this place hasn't been bought sense before i was born."I Said, looking at the cabin. he scratched the back of his head, " Well gee, i'm sorry for almost blowing your brains out.", i looked at him, "Thanks.", he starred me straight in the eye's. "What Are you doing up here anyway?", i looked down, "Going to school..."I Mumbled. "Huh?"He asked me dumbly, "Going To school!"I said louder, he smiled, "Your a little far girlie.", he started taking steps towards me, causing me to back up. "So Imma ask you again, What Are you doing, up, here?" he said, holding his shot gun. " I Don't lie-"My Foot slipped and i was halfway from falling off the cliff when a strong arm gripped my waist. The boy held me in his driveway. i gasped a sob, no tears came, but my breath caught in my throat. i shook uncontrollably, he held me stroking the back of my head.

"I'm sorry for tryna kill you again. i must love you er somethin"The boy said, i pushed him off me, making sure my bag was still on my shoulder, i glanced back and glared at him. " Nice to meet You A-Hole."i said, as i stomped down his driveway, i heard him calling for me, "Lady, Hey Lady!, i-i can d-drive you to school!, Wait, Hey, Hey, Wait!, I'm Sorry, Lady, Lady!". I Ignored him, continuing on my usual way to school, as i kept walking, i felt my usual peace. taking a deep breath, and sighing. until i noticed tier out of the corner of my vision. the creep was driving slowly and steadily next to me. in the white pickup truck. he had a bag and a duffel bag in the back seat. and he smiled smugly at me. his window rolled down. " You want that ride now?". i rolled my eye's and continued to walk. he kept asking me. and i kept ignoring him. finally i stopped walking, feeling very tired. 

He Stuck his head out of his window. I Walked in front of his Truck to the passenger side door. i got in slowly and casually, Sliding off my hood, and setting my bag on my lap. i looked at him, his jaw hanging slightly open. "Whats your Name Stranger?." i asked.  "Timothy ma'am, timothy ayers, i prefer timmy, though."He Answered eagerly. I Smiled. "So Your new here?"i asked, looking around the truck. "Yes Ma'am, just moved up her a year a go.". A Year?. "You did that whole cabin by yourself?"i said, Eyes Wide, he chuckled, "Well I can't take all the credit, My Dog helped me.", i laughed, He watched me curiously,I Looked at Him "What?"I asked cautiously. "Your Laugh, you should smile more often.", i scoffed. "When I have a reason."i said.  "What's Your name, pretty miss with the pretty smile?"he said, grinning at the rode, i raised my eyebrows at him, he grinned wider, "I'm Serious .", "Carla Byers."I answered, smiling slightly, he starred at me. "Ayers And Byers?, We Were A team from the get go!." i laughed, "Right.", He smiled. As He took A Left and we pulled into the street, going down the rode and pulling into the school parking lot, at the very last parking spot. overlooking the field, and directly next to the exit.

 Onica Briares, A Popular girl that knows every boy and manipulates every girl. with long curly blond hair and swinging hips she was a devil's dream. She Watched as Timmy opened my door after telling me to stay in the car so he could do so, i was smiling and laughing as he tried to pull all this gentleman bull after almost pushing me off a cliff. "So do you have any friends?"Timmy Asked concerningly. i looked at him, "Uh...No, Not Really."I Said As I thought about it. he smiled, "Wanna be friends?"i busted out with laughter, "Are you serious?"i asked him, he nodded, "Hell Yes, miss carla byers.", i Laughed, as he had me looped my arm in his. And Continued To Be A Gentleman. That Didn't suit well with Onica. With her flowers randomly placed in her beautiful wild blond curly hair, or her flowy long sleeve leaf green shirt with a matching horizontal leaf green short skirt, and green high heels. flowers on the toes. and white knee high lacey flower socks. she was like some kind of glorious and treacherous nymph, or a rude elf.

Onica flipped her hair. "Hey, I'm Onica, Nice To See A Fresh Face."She Said with a signature smile and lip bite. He Only looked at her and gave her a dull smile. she glared at him as he passed. "You Got guts."I Said. He Looked Down At me, raising an eyebrow, "She's the Ruler around here. onica briars.", "Is That why She Looks like a rose bush?."He Asked With An funny face. i laughed. "i guess so."i lead him to the front office, getting his schedule, the lady just decided to make me his student counselor so i could participate more. it wasn't my fault i was shy. it was girls and guy's like onica briars. timmy smiled at me, the lady sinked our classes together, replacing the classes i didn't need with the classes he did. i always took the classes with the credits i already had. it was easier and worked every time. it was why i was a straight A+ student. 

Our First class was One Of My Favorites. Creative Writing. Where I could escape my normal life with one i made on a sheet of paper. timmy wrinkled his nose at the door. "What?, A little writing gotcha down?." i said, timmy tilted his head with a smirk, "Maybe.", i laughed, timmy opened the door for me and i walked in quietly with a small giggle, we froze, a handsome boy with blonde hair turned around, stepping out of the way, waiting for me to take my normal seat, as soon as i sat down, timmy sat on my left, and dillen sat at my right, we didn't talk much, even though he pretended to be happy, sadness clouded his soul. i wondered what happened, he had many 'friends', and i was the one he talked to the most, i Smiled, "Oh Hey dillen."