Thirteen

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Luke

We had about a week until we had to go to America, so we were really just wasting time hanging out. Kristen seemed to get along great with everyone. She and Savannah became best friends almost instantly. Kristen even convinced Savannah to let her give her a make-over. All of us boys were in Ashton and Calum’s hotel room waiting to see the finished product.

“Have we ever even seen her in a dress?” Niall asked.

“No, but I can’t wait to,” Harry laughed. I’m really surprised Michael hasn’t killed him yet as much as he’s been flirting with Savannah.

“Are you all ready to see her?” Krissy asked through the door.

“Correction! Are you ready to laugh your butts off at how stupid I look?” Savannah groaned. It was obvious she didn’t like the make-over.

“Yes!” we all yelled. The door opened and Krissy pushed Savannah out of the room. Our mouths fell wide open.

Savannah’s hair was pulled into two pure black pony tails, no colored streaks. She had on light metallic looking eye shadow and pink lip gloss with her Cheshire Cat necklace on. Krissy had somehow gotten her into a summer dress with random, colorful patterns all over it. I almost doubted it was even Savannah when I saw that she was wearing white lace slip on shoes instead of her beloved high tops.

“W-wh-why a-a-are you guys s-st-staring at me?” Savannah asked as she picked at her dream catcher bracelet.

“Because you’re hot,” Ashton explained. Michael didn’t care if we flirted with Savannah or not. He knew we would never take her from him.

We all looked at Michael to see his reaction since he hadn’t said anything. His mouth was hanging open slightly and his eyes were wider, but they were slightly darker than usual. “It doesn’t look like you at all,” was all he said.

“I know, that’s the whole point of a make-over,” Krissy said as she stepped out. I guess Savannah had given her a make-over too, because she had on a band tee, skinny jeans, and boy’s sneakers. I thought it looked good on her, but we could all tell they both hated the new style the other had tried to give them. I think Krissy just hated it because she didn’t look so girly. She was a tom-boy at heart, but after middle school people started thinking she acted more like a boy than a girl and started teasing her about it.

It seemed like Savannah could bring out a different side of people, their secret side. She was so kind and carefree about everything. Well, everything except her past, that was her secret side. We had all tried to get her to open up to us about even the smallest details like her parents’ names, but she wouldn’t do it. The second we tried to talk about her past she would instantly get distant from everyone and stop talking. Sometimes she would even run to another room and cry. We all acted like we didn’t know, but we could tell something was up.

Savannah didn’t act like herself that last week in Europe. She was more secluded than normal and didn’t talk or joke around as much. Every time I saw her she looked like she was on the edge of a panic attack. We all kept a close eye on her to keep her from getting hurt of course, but I couldn’t help thinking about what had hurt her so bad already. She was like a sister to the rest of us, and it hurt all of us to know that she was so broken. We all wanted to help her, but none of us knew how.

***Sorry if it sucks, I've had writer's block and I've been sick, but at least it's something, right? If you want, tell me what you think of the story and what you think might happen later. And if you have any ideas for the story please tell me. Like always I make no promise to use them, but it could help me think of a way to continue the story if nothing else. Luvs you! ~A.BC Author***

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