Little Miss Perfect

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

I got into the passenger side and nodded at Cory once my seat belt was in place.

"Ready?" asked Cory. I nodded. Then we drove away.

We drove around the own for a while, then he stopped at a random place. We ditched the car then wandered around, then walked into a wig store in the middle of an alleyway.

"Let's get one!" I said, getting excited at the sights of the colored wigs. We looked around, and I picked a blonde, curly wig. He picked a long afro style wig.

We put or hair into a bald cap and secured our wigs. With a flash of his credit card, we were out. Then he pulled me into a clothes store. I looked into the mirror, and decided on a cheerleader uniform kind of clothes which was basically a top and short skirt. He picked some bright Carribean style outfit, which included an oversized shirt and skinny jeans. I looked like those Perfect girls; head cheerleader, prom queen, and straight A student.

"Let's change our names. I'll be Britney," I said to Cory. "What about you?"

He narrowed his eyes at the mirror.

"I'm Reggie," he said. With another flash of his credit card, we were out.

Somehow, after convincing me to stay outside, he came out of a supermarket clutching four cans of beer.

We literally walked through town, like a pair of weirdos.

"Hey, Reggie!" I called.

"Sup?" he asked, sipping a can of beer. We had somehow ended up on the roof of a community hall.

Oops! I had forgotten what I wanted to ask. I saw a lady with curly, white blonde hair. Her hair reminded me of a sheep. Sheeps were cute. I liked sheep. I wondered if Cory, I meant Reggie, liked sheep.

"You like sheep?" I asked.

He made a face. "Nah, they're somewhat creepy!"

"How dare you! Sheep are beautiful!" I shouted. I got an idea.

"Look, I'll prove it to you,"

I got up and grabbed his hand. We jumped down together.

I walked up to a lady in a fur coat.

"Hey," I said. "You like sheep?" The lady gave me a dirty look. I went up to another bald man and I got the same reaction out of him.

"This is so unfair! Everyone hates sheep!" I wailed.

"Most people like cows you know!" said Reggie, matter-of-factly.

"No they don't! Sheep are more cute!" I complained.

I went to a few more people, to ask them if they preferred cows or sheep,only to earn more nasty looks. Finally I gave up.

At the end of the day, we ended up in a park, half sitting, half lying on a cold metal bench.

"Did you enjoy today, Santana?" asked Cory.

"I'm Brittany," I mumbled, half asleep.

"No, I want to ask Santana," he said.

"Maybe..." I whispered back.

"What does that mean?" he replied back.

I don't know why I decided to tell him then. Maybe it was because of my half drunk brain.

"I enjoyed it, but it kinda made me miss the old days," I said back.

"What happened between you and Nathan?" asked Cory, suddenly. He looked at me in a pleading way. I couldn't lie to him.

"We slept together," I said..

A look of furiosity crossed his face.

"I'll kill him, seriously!" he growled.

"No," I replied. "It was me, he didn't want to at first but then I insisted..."

I slowly drifted to sleep.

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When I woke up, I was in a helicopter. I knew straight away because of the familiar buzzing sound it made. I sat on the seat, properly. My head was banging hard. The last time I had a really bad hangover was when I had broke up with Connor. I had partied all night, and ended up going home with a stranger, but before we could do anything, I escaped.

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Flashback

Knock Knock

It was Luke, carrying a tray of breakfast.

"I didn't hear you come in," he said. "Connor's on the phone, by the way,"

I grunted. "Tell him to piss off!" I growled.

"Wow, you're in a bad mood. What's up?" asked Luke. He probably hadn't seen the magazine.

I decided against telling him about the money. If he knew, he would never let Connor go without breaking his bones.

"We had an argument," I lied. I hated lying to Luke. He had been like a dad and best friend as we grew up.

He put the tray down.

"Sandy, I know you must hate him right now, but I have noticed the change in you since he came," said Luke, quietly. "Promise me that you'll talk to him and try and sort out what happened."

I nodded.

"No, promise," said Luke, looking at me in the eyes.

"I promise," I whispered, a stab pf pain piercing my heart as I looked into his eyes.

He picked my phone up and turned it on, revealing 20 missed calls and nearly 30 messages. He pressed dial on Connor's number, passed me the phone and went out of the room.

The phone was answered on the first ring.

"Hey, Sandy, I know you hate me but-" started Connor.

"Yes, I hate you Connor," I whispered quietly, in case Luke was listening. "I thought what we had was real. You told me it was real!"

"Sandy, I'm so sorry, but you don't understand! I was going to tell my dad-"

"What?" I hissed. "That you failed? That you're a liar?"

"No Sandy, I didn't truly mean for that to happen. I wanted to finish all of it! Whatever you felt, I felt as well!" he shouted, desperate for me to hear him, understand him.

"Why should I believe you, Connor?" I asked him, half in tears.

"Because I love you, Sandy!" he replied. "I don't want to lose you, ever!"

I couldn't let him in again. Even if he loved me, he was dangerous. All men were dangerous, once they get into your heart. Replying back to him was the worst pain I had ever been through. It hurt me because I was lying. Every part of me wanted to go back into his warm arms, trusting that they'll keep me safe forever. But I had to lie. I had to to keep my heart safe.

"Well, I don't love you anymore, Connor. What we had, we lost. It's too late," I whispered back, my hands shaking. I dropped the phone and broke down in tears, collapsing on the carpet.