We walked into Zaheera's house o had never been here before but it was beautiful. In the living room were a large L-shaped couch with exotic Arabian cushions in the corner. Laying on the floor was a matching rug. The feeling was magical; I spun around, my eyes growling larger. On my left was a collage of photos of Zaheera and her parents all over the world with a quote on the top 'We are One' the fairly lights twinkled around the words: making them stand out. 'I must bring mom here' I told myself.
"Hey Tara" I heard Zaheera's mom. Her long dark hair, similar to Zaheera's flowed down to almost her waist. "Hi Mrs Avan" I waved at her "I'm just here to stay"
"Don't worry, your welcome anytime, I'll get you guys and me snacks."I sat on her bed as Zaheera looked me in the eye "Tara, tell me!" she demanded "what?"
"What happened to you yesterday!?"
" I don't know what your talking about." I guess I'm a bad liar because she could see right through me. A drop of sweat rolled down my forehead as my eyes grew larger. "Don't lie to me!" she looked at me sternly. "Tara your my best friend, the last thing I want is to see you get hurt."
"I won't he's a really nice guy."
"No he's not he's using you!" her voice beginning to rise "I'm just taking care of you!"
"I don't need you to take care of me," I scram at her "I'm not a baby.
"I'm not saying you are, I'm just trying to protect you."
"i don't need your protection!" I yelled, picked up my bag and stormed out of the room.As I strutted out the door, I realised that my house was pretty far and I couldn’t go back again; I had already made a big enough scene. I walked away. I could hear a car slowing down behind me. Fear hit me and I began to walk faster. I was just about to run when I heard a familiar voice call my name. The car came parallel to me; I turned to see Kyle in a really nice silver Audi. “Hey, what are you doing here?” he asked me. “Oh I was at Zee’s.”
“Come on in let me take you home.” I run round the car and placed myself in the passenger seat.
“Why didn’t Zee take you?” He asked me as he started to drive.
“Um we kind of got into a fight”
“About what?”
“Mason” I felt my cheeks fill with colour.
“Oh, yeah that didn’t go well with those two.”
“She told you?”
“Of course, we tell each other everything,” he turned to me “So do you and Mason have a thing?”
“I don’t know, he seems really nice” I could see that it was getting kind of awkward for him so I changed the subject.
When we stopped at my house, I quickly hugged Kyle and said “Thanks for the ride, you really made me feel better.
“You’re welcome!” He smirked at me then drove off.
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Corrupting the Good Girl
ChickLitHer first day at Bridgewood High, Tara is new and abnormally innocent. The question is who will crush her innocence... the bad boy? the jock? the nerd? or the quiet boy in the corner?