Time Warped

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

I sat there and waited. When my mom got back she came back with a very light blue dress that looked kinda worn and it passed a few inches below my knees,a grey worn wool sweater, black eyeliner,and average looking black flats.She put on the eyeliner around my eyes. It made my blue eyes pop with fuller color. I got changed behind a dumpster and I was ready to go on the streets.

"I don't like her looking like that." Dad said.

"It's all what was in my pockets." Mom said.

"I know but she looks like one of them." He said with anger while he forms his hand in a fist.

"One of what?" I asked. He didn't reply. When we got out of the alley. We went to a gas station.

"I have to go to the bathroom." Mom said.

"So do I" Dad said "look there's two bathrooms,Sara wait here." They went to the bathroom and left me waiting for them.Suddenly five handsome guys about my age came in. One had curly brown hair,and green eyes.One had blonde hair,and blue eyes.One had brown hair,and blueish eyes.One had dark brown hair and brown eyes.The last one had black hair,and brown almost black eyes.They all had their hair gelled besides the curly haired one.

"Hey sweetie you're very pretty!" The black haired one said. He had a british accent that was thick and sweet like caramel but his voice was smooth,and calming like the sound of the flute or the guitar if played properly.

"Where ya from?" The guy with brown hair and blueish eyes asked.He sounded very young and looked really young to I gulped. He also had an british accent.

"Here." I replied while trembling.

"Dam you are good looking." The curly haired one said. He had a hard voice that was nice and kinda a deep. I felt my face get hot I knew I was blushing I looked down at the ground to hide my face. They all had a very nice british accents.

"She is blushing!" He teased with a devilishly charming smile on his face while chuckling. My parents walked out of the bathroom. My dad walked towards them as they kept on flirting with me.

"What the hell yall doing with my girl?!" He said with anger.

"Your girl?!" The curly haired one said with a surprised tone of voice and wide eyes.

"I don't know if you haven't noticed but she's ours now." He said in a intimidating voice.

"Your rich girls are at the country club." The curly haired one said in a mocking tone.

"Thats it! You wanna go hood?" My dad said as he pulled his fist out of his pockets.

"Oh god these rich lads are funny!"The curly haired guy said while he laughed that sounded kinda evil. He pulled a knife from his pocket.

"Lets just go." Mom said nervously. We walked out of the store I grabbed mom and dad by the hands and went in the alley.

"This is exactly what I was talking about Karen I told you she looked like one of them!" Dad shouted. They began to argue.

"Shut the hell up you two! Jesus Christ you have been fighting and arguing at each other since your oldest son,Jim died! Hell you guys don't have date night any more let alone look at each other or talk to each other nicely any more get a grip!" I hollered. They were silent with their eyes wide open and standing there frozen like ice sculptures.

"Oh lord Sara you're right I know we have been fighting ever since then." Dad said softly breaking the silence.

"Sara is right we have been acting like an immature couple lately and she is right we need to get a grip on ourselves." Mom said. They both looked at each other with happy smiles with a lively glow in their eyes. They looked back at me

"Okay Mom or dad tell me what's going on? Who are those handsome guys?" I asked. My dad sighed.

"As much as they are very dreamy, they are jerks. I want you to stay away from them they cause trouble."Mom said

"Karen!" Dad said in a insulted tone.

"Sorry." She said.

"Really?" I asked.

"Anything else?" I asked.

"They are Greasers.In case you didn't notice they are all British.The curly haired one is Harry, the brown haired one is Louis,the blonde is Niall,the dark brown haired one is Liam and the tough black haired one is Zayn. I want you to stay far away from them and stay out of their neighborhood which is at the west side of town. Your mother and I are Socs we have money and but the Greasers they basically have no money and people hate them because they cause trouble everywhere they go so stay away from them ." Dad said.

"I gathered that they are British and okay." I replied with sorrow in my tone. We walked over to my dad's grandpa's house. As we approached the house mom and dad told me to stay at the sidewalk and wait and that they will sneak me in the shed in the back yard. When I saw my mother's face it was the single to run in the back yard. I opened the shed and saw five bags filled with leaves I made a bed out of them and laid there in the cold and lonely dark wide awake.