friends for a long time, right?”
She glanced over at me then.
“Obviously you don’t know them at all.”
“No, I don’t and never want to.”
She lowered her head then, seeming
sad.
“Are you all right? I mean I saw the
blood. Does it hurt?”
“It’s nothing I don’t deserve. I
actually deserve worse by the way I’ve acted all these years. I figure this is
just the beginning.”
I was surprised at her words. It was
the last thing I expected Kitty Langley to say. I figured after the initial
shock of her attack wore off she’d be angry. Then I would see the venom I’d
been told about. But it didn’t come. She seemed humbled, something that I found
surprisingly endearing. I shook my head. Okay Reed, don’t get suckered in by
some helpless beauty. Use your brain! She’s a monster.
I peered over at her small frame,
clad only in bra and panties, and shimmied out of my jacket. “Here, wear this.”
She took it eagerly, quickly
wrapping it around her slight shoulders. “Thanks.”
“No problem.”
As I drove down the windy, mountain
road, she sighed. “Reed?”
“Um, yeah?” I answered.
“Can I tell you something?”
“Sure, I guess.” I shrugged, trying
to sound indifferent.
“Tonight—for the first time in a
long time, I feel free. I mean aside from being confused about Trent’s attack.
It feels a little bit like I’ve been born again, if that makes any sense. I
mean, I’ve been with the B’s for so long that it’s almost like I became someone
else. It felt so good to fit in, and they looked up to me. I’ve never felt that
before. I found that I liked it. It made being mean easier because I wasn’t
doing it alone. I know that sounds crazy, even as I’m saying it, but that’s how
I felt. But now everything is different. The moment I stood against Bunnie in
school yesterday I knew it changed everything, and I thought I’d be sad about
that, but strangely I’m not. I feel free. In fact—”
I glanced over in time to find her
pulling her hair out. I mean literally pulling her hair out! “What in the world
are you doing?!” I asked in shock, trying to keep my eyes on the road.
“I’m getting rid of everything that
stands for the old Kitty,” she said, unhooking something in her hair, and after
a few short minutes, pulled a heap of auburn hair free in her hands. “This is
the old Kitty, and I never want to be that Kitty again.” She smiled as she
rolled down the window and let her fake hair fly out into the wind.
She then began poking her fingers in
her eyes, pulling the contacts out one at a time, flipping them off her finger
and letting them fly into the evening air.
What she did next surprised me yet
further. She pushed the button that rolled back my sunroof and stood, feet
straddling our seats, and stuck her head out of the roof. “I’m free!” she
yelled at the top of her lungs, laughing exuberantly.
I had to concentrate extra hard at
not wrecking. This girl was a total loon! Did Trent knock something loose when
he smacked her?
“Could you please come back in so I
won’t wreck the car? That’s sure to put a damper on your newly found freedom.”
She climbed back in but looked
different, not the somber girl as before, but happy, refreshed, and she
looked—pretty. Her big eyes were no longer sky blue, but green as the sea. I
could make them out from where I was seated in the dark car, they almost glowed.
Her hair was down, but instead of being to her waist, it now hung just below
her shoulders in soft curls. I was surprised yet again by this petite girl sitting
across from me; the girl with the green eyes and the most luscious lips I’ve
ever seen. My eyes would’ve been drawn to them had I not needed to keep my eyes
on the road.
She told me where to go and soon we
were parked in front of her house. “Thanks for bringing me home, Reed. I don’t
know how to thank you.”
“No problem. How are you gonna get
your car?”
“Oh, I’ll make something up and