Walking my way home, I slipped off my heels half way there and held them so I didnt feel like I had just ran a marathon.

About to open up the door, a car's horn made me drop my keys. Turning around to find out who the culprit was. Slightly smiling, I saw how Kelsie one hand hanging out of the car window, and the other on the steering wheel.

"Get in loser, we're going shopping" Pulling off her dark sunglasses, I walked upto the car after picking my keys up from the floor.

"Did you just quote mean girls?" opening up the passenger door, she tsked as I tried to roll over the hood.

"Nuhuh honey, Mean girls quoted me" Rolling my eyes, I strapped myself in and threw my bag in the back black seats.

"Why are we going shopping?" Fiddling with her radio, I left it be once I got it on a good station.

I watched as she played with a strand of her blonde hair, whilst dazing off into to the distance.

"You my sister, need a hot halloween costume. Lets face it, that pipply long stockings outfit is a pile of shit. Im gonna glamour-fy you for your birthday. Call it an early gift"

Guys, this is kelsie we're talking about. If I refused this so called gift, tomorrow morning, I'd wake up in a different continent.

" Just, do what you must" I said reluctantly.

***

"You are not bleaching my hair" Snatching my hair away from the hairdresser, I glared at her untill she strutted off to the counter.

"Why not?" Kelsie pleaded.

Removing the apron from around me, I walked out the store and headed to the opposite shop.

"Because I like my hair the way it is" Crossing my arms over my chest. I walked through the clothing racks, picking things up and grimacing once I saw the price tag.

"You said to me that you want to shock people. To do something they wouldn't expect" She kept her voice low so others around us couldn't hear our conversation.

"I meant like pull a rabbit out of a hat, rent a kangaroo, or buy an ice cream truck. Not change my entire look forever."

Not hearing my sister reply, I turned around to see her with a huge smile on her lips. Gripping hold of my arm, she began to pull me out of the store and into an elevator.

" Where're we going now?" I moaned like a little child.

"You'll see" She sang sweetly.

***

"Woah....I look-" I started to trail on.

"Beautiful" Kelsie weeped. Turning around from the mirror, I saw how tears had started to stroll down her cheeks.

Jesus, I didn't think I looked that bad before,talk about family lovin'.

Scratching the back of my neck, I cleared my throat and smiled at her. She looked like some emotional mom who was about to give her daughter away.

She had bought me a pair of blue eye contacts and a professional blonde wig, which looked freaking amazing if I may say so myself.

I looked so...different...dare I say, hot?

I had bought my costume which approved by Kelsie herself.

The blonde waves travelled down my sides and touched the bottom of my back. My eyes looked brighter and alot more bolder.

But this just wasn't me. For the act maybe, but not me.

"Shall we get going?" I said to her while still staring in awe at the person staring back at me in the mirror.

"Yeah, but first. Lets take a selfie"

***

Walking my way to school, I let the cool breeze sweep by face with every step I took.

Seeing Jensen and Jared walking infront of me, I tried to run to get infront of them both.

Curse these heels.

How beyonce was able to do a whole dance routine in these bad boys amazes me. She deserved 1876545787 awards just for running in these shit sticks.

I was wearing a pastel pink skirt, and a cream lace top to match my cream shoes. I swear I was going to catch hypothermia or something due to my lack of clothing.

Clearing my throat as I squeezed past the both of them, my presence had interupted there conversation.

Hmm, this could be fun.

"Excuse me miss" Jared hollered.

Turning around, I thought my cover was blown as they stopped right infront of me, but they didnt suspect a thing.

This was some crazy Hannah Montana shit happening.

I was now a cross between Hannah Montana and James Bond. I was...Jannah Bondana...

I'll work on the name later?

"Yes" I answered trying to higher my pitch.

"I think you dropped something" Furrowing my brows, I laughed as Jensen groaned at his next line.

"My number" He said smoothly. Straightening his posture, I cleared my throat and chuckled to myself.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend" I laughed.

Clutching my books to my chest, I walked on as they both followed, standing by my side.

"So what's yout name blondie?" Jared questioned while walking backwards. His eyes creased at the side as he smiled

"My name...it's" Looking around at anything that could help me make up a faux name. The only thing that caught my eyes was a freaking bus stop.So I rolled with it.

"Bus Stop" I blurted out without thinking it through.

Jensen cocked an eyebrow, whilst Jared bit down on his bottom lip.

"Bus stop?" Jensen repeated in pure amazement.

"No, that's silly" I tried laughing it off and changing the subject, but Jared being Jared, questioned me further.

"But thats what you said? You just said your name was bus stop." Biting the inside of my cheeks, I suddenly let go an ear piercing laugh.

"Did I? I meant Bess, my name's Bess Storp. Yup Bess Storp, that's me"

"Mhm, so you're new to this school...Bessy? you kinda actually look familiar" Jensen said curiously. He was clinging onto his bag while staring deeply in my eyes.

"Yeah, moved from....Ohio" I stuttered with a smile.

"Ahh the great Ohio.. And Jensen's right, you look like this slut that goes to our school" Running a hand through my blonde wig, I tried to act as casual as possible.

"Whats her name?" I asked while still staring straight ahead.

"Her names Carmela" Jensen spoke steadily.

"Biggest whore around, rumour is she's moving to russia to persue her dream of being a prostitute" Jared whispered while looking around to make sure no one saw.

"Yeah, and she's so strange looking. Those big creepy eyes follow you around everywhere...weird if you ask me. Think shes on crack or something" Jensen spoke but seemed like he was just speaking to Jared.

" I see" I snapped whilst shooting them both death glares.

I thought this plan was going to be funny, but obviously you can see it was turning out worse than the Titanic.

Rolling my eyes, I started to walk off but stopped when I heard them both roar laughter.

Jared had his palm on his stomach and was trying to keep his balance. While Jensen was far from calm, he had broke down on the concrete in fits of deep chuckles.

"Y-Your f-f-face" Jensen tried to spit out.

"Oh my god Caramel, you really thought you could fool us by dying your hair blonde, and putting contacts in? we're your friends...we know you" Rolling my eyes, I slightly chuckled whilst walking away from them. I was kinda a tad bit embarrassed that they were just playing along the whole time.

"Plus, you got a killer ass. I could spot that thing out of a crowd of babes"

Oh Jared.

***

I had a free study period, which really meant I had enough time to take a power nap. Roaming the halls, I decided to stop by my locker and dig into the cookies I had bought from subway.

Opening up my locker, I groaned aloud as I saw a bright orange sticky note stuck to my subway bag.

"A present, for moi" I murmured under my breath in mock surprise.

Removing the stickie note, my stomach dropped as I read the words written in such beautiful handwriting. Shame it was wasted on writing a death threat.

'All shall be revealed tomorrow... 9:00pm.You'll know exactly how it feels to be stabbed in the heart'

"You're canceling that party" Turning around, Tate snatched the note from my grip and looked at it in distaste.

Maybe he just hated the colour orange?.........it was worth the thought.

"We Can't" I said with hurt clear in my voice. I had built myself up, gave myself pep talks every morning. I dealt with all that shit, and now he expects me to just drop the thought of gauging the bitches eyes out?

"Carmela, this-" He held the sticky note in my face. "is a death threat." His voice was urgent, but yet I could tell he wasn't trying to wager.

Men and their dominance, eugh.

Narrowing his eyes, he stepped back and took in my appearance.

It seemed like he had forgotten all about the note for a second, but I was wrong. The lust in his eyes disappeared as soon as he looked back at the note.

"Cancel it ..please. We'll go to the police and let them sort all of this. Promise me." Running his thumb across my cheek bone, I closed my eyes and crossed two of my fingers behind my back.

"I promise"

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A/N:

OOOO CARMELA Y U LIE FOR? DEATH THREATS ARE SRSLY BAD GIRL?

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