I grabbed the letter back from the officer, and took a deep breath. "Can I read it, please?"
The officer shook her head, but I started to pout. "Please? I can read the letters as if it were a story!" I pleaded.
"Miss, I need to see it, so make sure you're not adding in, or deleting stuff from Carly Jefferson's letter." She explained, but I pulled my chair behind the desk, next to hers.
"Now, you can see it." I said, with a small smirk, ready to read it in an area she could see it at. I picked up the letter, and smiled.
"There's a url website address on that letter!" The lady said, taking the paper, and typing in the address on the top of the letter.
Within seconds, a private website popped up, it needed a password, and the lady sighed. She looked over at me.
"Know the password?" She asked, but I bit my lip.
I did know the password, but I didn't want the lady to get her nasty fingers on Carly's video diaries. That site was Carl's and my secret. Nobody else knew about it. "Yes. It was 'FifthHarmonyAndMe'".
She typed in the password, as the fifth harmony, "Me and My Girls" stared playing. I remember the day Carly and I put it in. It was one of the few songs we both loved.
"♪ We get crazy with it, we get stupid with it ♪"
The officer pressed mute, and turned off the song. "I know she went crazy with it, and stupid with it when she jumped off the Eiffel Tower." The officer muttered to herself, looking at all the options on the computer.
"My Road Trip... was the first video she made on here." I whispered to the officer, and she clicked down the list, on the video I had mentioned. She clicked play,and Carly's smooth voice started talking.
"Hi Spence!"
Carly popped up on the screen, and the in the background you can tell she was in the backseat of her van, driving along this silent street. Carly had her favorite top on, a grey and white shirt, that made her look like a normal, non-rich girl. Her hair was straight,and she had no lipstick on. In fact, she had no lipstick on.
"As you know, I'm just reaching Paris! Oh la la la!" She put on a hat, and smiled. "And, Brandee over here, is asleep."
She moved the camera over to her sleeping little sister, who's long, black hair covered her face. As usual, Brandee was as pale as ever. Carl smiled, and ruffled Brandee's hair.
All of a sudden, Brandee grabbed Carly's arm, and mumbled. "Don't ever do that again."
Carly looked at the camera, and her eyes widen. Then, she stuck out her tongue, and nudged her sister. "Feisty! Just like you, Spency!"
I blushed a little. Carly always did call me feisty because I had a snippy attitude.
"Roar." Brandee breathed out, looking justlike the grudge. Worst of all, Brandee, too had a long, white shirt on.
"And.... Cody!" She spun the camera over to her brother sitting next to her. He had ear phones in, and he was bobbing his head.
"And... CODY!" Carly yelled again,shaking her eldest brother, and taking out his music.
"Fuck you, Carly!!" He yelled at her, then grabbed his music back, and started playing it again. From the front seat, his father threw his hands up.
"Language, Cody!" Her father screamed. Cody threw his music to the floor, and yelled right back at Mr.Jefferson.
"YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ME! OH, AND BE MAD AT CARLY! SHE'S THE ONE THAT PULLED OUT MY EAR PHONES!"
Mr.Jefferson stopped the car,and parked into a lot. He looked back at Carly, and pulled her hair. "Don't get your brother upset."
Carly let out a tiny squeal, but pulled away from her father. She looked back at the video. "Sorry bout that..."
"SHUT THE DAMN VIDEO CAMERA OFF, CARLY MARCELL JEFFERSON!" Her father screamed, clearly a little drunk.
Carly bit her lip,and whispered at the video. "Talk soon, Spence. Please don't tell anyone about that.."
The video was over,and the officer looked over at me, giving me the stink eye. "That's horrible, and that's abuse, and drunk driving."
I looked down, and bit my tongue. "Yeah."
"Next video." She said, clicking on the next one, entitled, "Jessie Poperock- New Neighbor".
^_^ Hope you liked chapter one! :) You can already sense that Miss.Perfect doesn't exactly have the perfect life. o-O
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Why She Jumped
Teen FictionEverybody asks questions. Some of them are rude, and some of them are kind. Some odd, some common. But one of the biggest questions in the country was why? Why'd she jump? Everybody thought Carly had the world going for herself. She was beautiful...