Twisted

Chapter 3

-Chapter 3- Tigerlily

I looked at my phone, 9:45. I had 10 unread messages. "Mom."' I thought. "Whatever, I told her I didn't wanna move. Thanks to her I lost my boyfriend." I was so mad that we moved that when we arrived, I changed. I cut my black hair to where it reached the middle of my back, got a red streak, that is very noticeable, and I threw away all the things that reminded me and them of the "perfect" little girl they had. My parents were shocked, but I don't care anymore.

Right now I'm heading to the park. Yeah, I know, at night. Well, I needed some fresh air. Plus I need practice for track tryouts next week. I was some wearing comfortable running clothes (I LOVE RUNNING) so no problems occurred while I'm running. I went to the starting line. "An orange track? Really?" I thought out loud. "Whatever, I just need a darn track." I streched and got my timer. I started the timer and ran. When I ran, though, I went impossibly fast. By the time I got back to the finish line, only three seconds had passed! O.M.G, I thought. Wait, logic works. Maybe my timer is jacked up. I'll get a new one tomorrow. Then I jogged home, not running (just to be safe), got ready for bed, then went to sleep.