Continuous Misfortune

Ms. Worth

        Kelly drove along the western country side, she didn't know where she was going or what she would do once she got there. All she knew was that she head been wasting her life at home. She cheated and bribed her way through high school and college, was an unsuccssessful vocal coach, never married, and never cared until that accident. In a car accident a week ago she had suffered from mild amnesia, she hadn't been able to remember much of anything and when she did she would soon realize how ungrateful she was to have remembered it at all. Mix that catastophy with her psycho, man-eating sister going to Vegas and marrying her high school crush in the matter of two days... Kelly tensed, what kind of sister uses your amnesia to steal a guy, he thought she didn't care, that she didn't remember him. Kelly shook her head, none of it mattered now, she was off to find a new life in a place where no one knew her name, no one knew her sins. In fact she had decided that she would change it, she'd have a whole new identity; and while she was at it she figured why not change my entire appearance? She'd dye her hair, wear darker makeup, maybe she'd wear some glasses. She would throw Kelly Taylor in the trash and become...well....um.... Lauren Worth. It was such an average name that no one would suspect that it wasn't her given one. She drove for hours not stopping, lost in thought, figuring out all the details of who she was now, how had Aurora Worth grown up? What were her parents names? Did she have siblings? What were her hobbies? As she drove she noticed a sign that read: "Welcome to Welcome Nevada! Kelly laughed, well if the town was actually one big welcome mat she might as well stay a while. She drove until she found a small motel nestled between a laundry mat and a conveinence store. She put the hood up on her jacket and slipped on her sunglasses and speedily made her way into the motel a woman with kind eyes and a baby on her hip was at the front desk she didn't question Kelly, she barely even looked puzzled at the practically faceless woman. Kelly smiled and checked in using her sister's credit card, she paid for a room for a month. She figured that should hold her over until she got a job and an apartment here.

        "Not many people choose to stay in Welcome," the woman said typing in things on the computer.

        "I figured if you're going to settle down somewhere you might as well stay somewhere welcoming." Kelly smiled.

        "Haven't heard that one before," The woman chuckled sarcastically. "Here, your room is 3B keep it clean and tidy and no more that four people visiting at a time and we should be good Miss Taylor."

        "Of course, and it's Aurora Worth now, I changed it, I need to get my credit card updated at some point here."

        "Oh, alright,"

        "Can you not tell anyone about that, please."

        "Of course, not that anyone would ask, not many people ask too many questions around here."

        "Thank you ma'am." Kelly smiled, the woman handed her the key to her room.

        "I am Christina by the way, Christina Scott."

        "Thank you Christina," Kelly turned and walked out of the office and over to her room. It was a large room for a motel, well decorated, not like the musty 70's theme most places have going on. She set her bag on the bed which sent up a cloud of dust, She coughed and sneezed but was actually kind of glad for the dust, that meant that no one had been in here for a while, she was weird about sleeping in a bed that some stranger had just slept in the night before. She sighed and made herself comfortable turning on the T.V. (which still had rabbit ears held together by tin foil on the top.) She flipped through channel after channel before she came to a channel playing Pulp Fiction. At first she was surprised by the fact it was on television but then Mia came onto the screen and Kelly got an idea. She could look like that, why not? Mia was a free spirit, slightly psychotic and a drug addict, but she was free and spontaneous and mysterious. Kelly wanted to be like that, going with what happened, being what people least expected you to be. She threw her hoodie back on, grabbed her sunglasses and her purse then made her way out the door determined to find a pharmacy. As she walked through the city ctreets she was charmed by it's quaintness, everyone smiled at you as you walked by, said good morning, asked how you were doing. Every shop seemed to be locally owned, it was a breath of fresh air from the life she had been used to living. Finally she found a small pharmacy that had everything from tylenol to rib-eye steaks, it seemed more like a department store than anything else, crammed into a tiny little building. She grabbed black hair dye and bright red lipstick along with darker eye shadow. Then moved along to a thrift store where she bought black T-shirts, pants, button ups, anything she felt looked even reminiscent of Pulp Fiction. She didn't think the floral dresses and short shorts would work for her anymore. By the time she got home she had been greeted by half a thousand people. She was worried that some would be suspicious when she walked about the town looking like a whole new person. But she figured if she did her job well enough no one would even connect that she was the girl in the hoodie in the first place. She quickly got to work on her hair, cutting off the long blond locks so it was now a mid-neck length bob, then worked the black dye in, she ended up using an entire bottle trying to make sure every trace of blonde hair was gone. Then, after wrapping her hair in a towel, she went to work on her makeup, swapping her sparkly white eyelids for dark shaded grey ones and her pink lips for a bright red smear. To a point she felt slightly ridiculous, she had never looked like this, she had actually made fun of people who did. But she had to become someone that the old Kelly Taylor would have never been. She laid down in her dusty bed and smiled, tomorrow she began a new life.