Chapter Four
Getting Ready
"Not to be a put down, but we still have to get to school. And I need to borrow some pants." Becca said, making her way to my room.
"I don't get why you can't just bring your clothes here!" I called to her.
"... I don't wanna!" Yes. That was her award winning excuse. How creative.
"Speaking of pants," I started, turning to Kaity. "You need to shower, and get dressed." I finished.
"Dressed into what? All my clothes are..." She trailed off, something dawning upon her.
"They're what?" I asked, curiously.
"They were in that alleyway." She said.
"Why were they...?" I asked.
"I was running away." She said, not looking up at me. I decided not to push it any farther, so I nodded and she went to take a shower. I went up to my room, and knocked on the door.
Wait. What am I doing?!
I walked right into my room, and over to my closet. Becca was...somewhere in my house, I just didn't know where. Personally, I'm not sure if I wanna know.
Kaitlin looked to be about my size, so I grabbed this for her. If she wanted, she could use some of my make-up or accessories.
I left the clothes on the bed, and turned to leave my room, only to see Becca standing behind me. "HOLY MOTHER F---ER! Becca don't do that!" I yelled. She smiled at me, then started laughing. "You're so mean!" I whined, walking out of my room.
"You should have seen your face!" She said, in-between laughs. I rolled my eyes and made my way to the living room. I plopped down on my couch, and started watching TV.
I looked down at the skinny jeans Becca was borrowing from me, and noticed it was my favorite pair! "You better not get a speck of dirt on those, or you might not wake up tomorrow." I told her.
"Yea, yea." She replied, watching TV as well.
