Change Of Life by Me :) (book series to read TXT) 📕

I couldn't hear her or didn't see her but Cooper made his move and turned around.

“Oh, hey, Jessie! How are you? Well, I have somewhere to be right now, I'll leave you two alone. See ya later, babe.” Cooper says and leaves. Once he was behind Jess he mouthed an I'm sorry and then punched a fist into his hand to represent me crushing Jess.

“Hey, why haven't you been answering my messages? You've been completely disconnected from me since Cooper's party. Did something happen?” she asked as if she were completely innocent.

“Cut the bullshit, Jess.” I snapped.

“Excuse me?” she replied with a hint of shock and a little glare in her eyes.

“I said cut your fucking bullshit, Jessica.” I repeated raising my voice. People around were starting to notice. Don't lose your shit, Kayla. Don't fucking lose your shit in front of the whole school.

“I'm sorry, I think you've got something wrong.” she says with attitude in her voice.

“Oh, I think I don't. And looks who's coming this way, the man himself.”  I was nearly yelling. People were crowding around, creating a small circle around us. Jess had turned around to see who I was talking about.

“Oh my god, Kayla.” she says softly after realising that I had found out about her relationship with my ex-boyfriend, Jake.

“What? You're sorry now? You didn't know how to fucking tell me? Is that it? Now you want so fucking bad, for me to forgive you for your mistake? Is that what you were going to say?” I asked her, yelling louder and louder after every question, “I already got all of those bullshit excuses from my mom this weekend and I don't need them again, from a girl who I thought was my best friend. I needed you the past few days, but I didn't want you. Do you have any idea how that feels?” I asked her sincerely.

“Actually, yes, I know exactly how that feels.” she replies softly.

“Oh, really? How's that? Oh, right, let me guess. You weren't able to call your bff and tell her all about the new guy you're crushing on and all the secret hookups in all the secret places because it was actually her ex-boyfriend that she has never gotten over, obviously.” I said unable to stop my sass, “Little side note, totally over you now, Jake! Don't flatter yourself.” I sassed on, “And Jessica, it's gonna take a whole bitch load more than an “I'm sorry” and some donuts for my forgiveness this time.” I finished with that and walked off, pushing my way through the crowd of people I had attracted.

 

10/25/2016

Chapter 11: “I trust you.” she says. “Crazily enough, so do I.”

I went straight into the girl's bathroom, tears running down my face, but someone was running behind. I was hoping it wasn't Jess and that it just happened to be Liam or Cooper coming to my rescue. Instead it was a girl, who I think was in my French class, no, Math?

“Hey, Kayla? You okay?” she asked outside of the bathroom stall. She had arrived too late and I was already locked in with my mascara running. “I saw what happen, it was really brave of you to do that in front of everyone like that. At least, now everyone knows the truth about her.” she tried to get me to talk to her, “Kayla?”

I decided to open the stall door and I gave her a hug. I don't care who the fuck she was, I needed it. “Thanks...” I said. I started to sober up from my crying, and tried to regulated my breathing again. I fixed up my face, my mascara had run, my eyeliner was all over the place and my lipstick was faded from my constant lip-licking.

“Your name is Anna, right?” I asked as I reapplied my make up.

“Actually, it's Hannah.” she replied softly.

“You're a bit shy, we have a few classes together, right?” I asked.

“Uh, we have all classes together, except Math and Second Language class since I take Italian and you take French.” she stated.

“Oh, right, I knew that.” I said as I finished up. “So, now what? We've already missed about 10 to 15 minutes of class. Still wanna go or you wanna blow it off and hang with me?”

“Oh, I don't know...” she hesitates quietly.

“C'mon, we could get some ice cream? I'll pay, any toppings you want.” I pleaded.

“Okay...” she gave up and I dragged her out of school.

“Yay! Just, uh, do you have a car?” I asked, “I kinda left mine at home today.”

“Yeah, I do, but just a fair warning, it's not as great as yours.” I reassured her and we left off to the parking lot. But once we got to the car, it was worse than I had imagined. It was an old, run-down car, paint was completely worn off, I didn't want to go inside of it.

“I warned you...” she said embarrassed.

“Uh, it's okay... We can stop by my house and pick up my car. It's only a few minutes away.” I replied as I got into the ancient car hiding my disgust.

“Okay, no problem.” Hannah said as she started the engine and it was so loud, so rough, it scared me thinking that the car could just break down in the middle of the street. We started driving off, I told her the directions as we talked.

“So, you're probably wondering why I have such a crappy car if we are in a rich part of town, at a rich school, with rich people, and I'm here.” she starts to blab.

“No, I totally get it, you have one of those parents who want you to earn your own money instead of living off of theirs, I know a ton of people like that, don't worry about it.” I exclaimed.

“Actually, no. I don't wanna start off a friendship and you to realise this afterwards and freak out, so I'm gonna tell you now hoping that you won't freak out. The reason why I have such a crap car is because, well, I'm not rich.” she said.

“Wait, what?” I questioned confused.

“My mom is the principal...” she explained.

“Oh... I don't mind, it's okay. That doesn't change anything. Now just take a right and it's just around the block.” I reassured her as I still gave her the directions to my place.

We arrived at my place and I dropped all my school stuff inside. Luckily, mom wasn't home. We ended up on my bed eating tubs of ice cream instead of going back out to buy the ice cream, but I didn't mind.

“You know, you're really pretty. You just don't know how to show it, yet.” I stated as I sat up to get a better look at Hannah, “I could help you out of you want. Give you a fabulous makeover, all the guys will want you, will dream about you.” I wasn't lying though, this girl had amazing hair, light brown, natural waves, she just didn't know how to use it. She had beautiful eyes and her brows definitely needed work. But it wasn't so obvious since she always had those typical black RayBans glasses on, as well as a big top along with baggy boyfriend jeans or sweatpants, has this girl never heard of skinnys?

“Me, pretty? I didn't know that was even possible in one sentence.” she says in disbelief as she throws herself back onto my bed.

“Totally is. Just gonna take some time...” I say imagining all the things I could do, imagining what would look good and what wouldn't. “Can I start now? Just to give you a little sneak peek of what you'd be in for before we go all-out.” I proposed.

“Uh, I don't know...” she mutters uncertain.

“It'll be fun! You won't regret it, promise.” I say confidently.

“Okay, let's do it!” she says with a smile. I jump off my bed and blast some music.

I started off with clothes. No, that's a lie, I started off with a bit of vodka. I know it was really early, but I needed it. I let her try on a few of my things to see what looked good and what didn't, and then let her try on a few of my old stuff that I know I won't wear anymore. I concentrated on tight, more open, and bright colored clothing.

She had such an hourglass figure that was to die for. She even looked amazed herself by how she looked in those clothes. “That's for you to keep.” I tell her with a smile.

“What? No, I couldn't.” she says as she looks at me sincerely.

“No, I insist, I don't wear it anymore and it looks great on you. You can have all of those over there as well.” I add.

“What, are you joking? All of that? You're crazy? I could never take all of that from you.” she replied shocked.

“Of course you could. It's all yours. I have enough clothes and I can buy myself more whenever I need to. Take them, Hannah.” I convinced. She started to thank me endlessly, “Now, we're gonna work on your hair. I'm not sure I can do this alone or if I'm gonna need to take you to the mall and get you to a salon but I'll try. First we're gonna try to straighten it, and then we'll try curling it another day on a different occasion.” I explain, “Whenever you straighten or curl your hair, use a heat-resistant spray or whatever you like, to avoid damaging it.”

She nodded in comprehension and I started to get to work. She took off the glasses as I straightened her hair. It took a while, it was hot, but it was done, and damn did she look good. My fashion skills are greater than I could have ever imagined. We both stood there in awe of my work.

“Well, we're not even halfway done. I still gotta work with that whole situation of the glasses, and then get to make up and such. Also gotta teach you how to work with your naturally wavy hair, but not today since I've already straighten your hair.” I explained.

“Thank you so much, Kayla. I don't know how I could repay for all of this.” she exclaimed of joy.

“You already did by walking into the bathroom this morning. Thank you for that.” I said.

“No problem, but I think we've done enough for today. I gotta be back at school in about an hour.” Hannah says.

“Okay, so, tell me something, anything about you.” I say as I lay back on my bed and she lays next to me.

“Like what?” she asks.

“I don't know. Family, friends, pets, things you love, things you hate, people you love, people you hate...” I listed.

“Well, I have a younger sister, she's 11 years old now and she's a pain in the ass. My dad yells at us all the time because we're yelling at each other all the time. I don't have many friends, as you have probably noticed, I never have really...” she said softly.

“Well, you do now. And I'll introduce you to a few people who will love you as much as I do. But we gotta finish your makeover. Tell me more...” I begged.

“Okay, uh, I have a secret love