I threw on my booty shorts, and my white bird crock-top. And no, I am not some slut. I just have to be exposing a lot if skin for my stupid makeover. I ran downstairs, threw on my flip-flops, an ran all the way to my personal spa, and shopping mall. (I don't know? She's rich I mean)
I sauntered over to the glorious building, and walked up to Gina. "Hi Gina, what are we starting with today?"
"Well Cat, we will start with a new hair cut, and then a makeover, and then waxing, then shopping for nice clothes." She replied, a huge grin on her face.
"Thanks," I replied, before walking over to the hair salon, where Alice had already started.
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ONE WEEK LATER
I shyly walked up to the school, frightened someone would still recognize me. Alice walked up to me, and pretended not to know me. "Hi, my name is Shirley, what is yours?" She asked, her eyes shining for meeting a new friend. I smiled at her, and pulled my bangs back behind my ear.
"Oh, my name is Ellie, it is nice to meet you." I said, offering her my hand.
"So formal." she sighed and I giggled.
"Sorry, I'm from a very strict family."
Her smile grew widder, and I smiled back. "So, are you new here. I am. I'm very nervous. I mean, what if everyone hates me." She asked, her eyes suddenly growing wide in realization.
"Even though we barely met, I know everyone will love you." I stated, and she blushed her deep crimson blush.
"What's your first period class?" She asked, changing the subject.
"ELA, how about you?" I asked her, when I noticed Jason, I mean Jack standing alone.
"I have Math." She sighed. Alice hated math.
"Jack is over there," I whispered to her.
"Pretend you knew him from 6th grade. No one will suspect anything." She whispered back.
"Jack?" I shouted out, sending a surprised tone in it. He looked at me confused, and then I shouted out again. "Jack, is that really you!" I ran over to him, and gave him a big hug. "Oh, Jack, I never thought I would see you again." I said, still holding on to him.
"Ellie!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" He questioned me, pulling me off of him.
"I moved here when my parents got a new job. Can we be friends again?" I pleaded to him.
"Okay Ellie, but.."
A guy pulled me off of Jack. He turned me around, and looked into my eyes. His hostility burned into my skin. "Come with me." He gruffed out.
"No."
"Do you want me to drag your ass down there?" He threatened.
I smirked, for he was messing with the wrong girl. "Where do you want to take me?" I asked, pretending to be scared. I went limp in the arms to fool the dumb ass.
"You will see."
I looked back at Jack, and winked.
I knew this man was older than a highschooler.
He dragged me behind a building, and tied my hands. I wringgled weakly, making enough space for me to escape. He sucked at tying knots that was for sure. He reached behind his back and grabbed a small towel, and shoved it in my mouth gagging me.
He threw me to the dirty ground, and started to unbutton my shirt. I struggled around, getting my hands out of the knot. As I stopped struggling, he looked tastfully down at my boobs. I muffled out a scream, as he unbuttoned the last one. He looked at my abs, fear crossing his face. I took this second of weakness, and punched him square in the jaw. He looked at me, and I kicked him where the sun don't shine.
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