Diary scars (unofficially 'will you be my diary?' )

Chapter 4:

The school week had been hectic, so much work and to many people. I had gone to school the day after my first day and shook off the bad vibe, well tried. Once again, Alle had been persistent to get me back to school, so I obliged.

The sun shone into my eyes as I rolled over and hugged my soft pillow to my chest. I'd been awake for about an hour, it was Saturday, and Alle was still trying to get me to come to the mall. Of course she pestered me to get me to come and then there was still Ihzhak, he was trying to get me to come to the bowling alley with some of his friends. I said no to both. I said that I just wanted to stay home and stay in bed, but the two didn't the meaning of no.

I got out of bed to the sound of their raging argument going on outside, they were fighting over who would take me, but they didn't understand that I'd pick. I walked over to my door and opened it.

"- with me, you thick headed ass, don't you understand that she doesn't know any of your friends and would likely feel alone!" Alle screamed at him with her hands firmly placed on her hips and her lips set in a firm straight line.

"Well, maybe she doesn't want to go shopping for lacy bras and undies or whatever girls shop for. At least with me she'll have fun. And I'll be with her." Ihzhak belched. Alle hissed.

"You'll probably be to busy trying to show off to your friends and forget about her!! And girls don't just shop for lacy undies!! We only do that when we want to show it off, and we only show it off if it's for a special person!!" Alle screamed so loud that I think even the people down the street heard it. I was trying not to burst out laughing, geez I kinda liked it when they fought like that, very entertaining.

"Show it off!! Who have you been taking your clothes off for?!" Ihzhak asked in a protective brotherly tone.

"None of your god damn business Ihzhak, it's not like girls our age don't take off their clothes for a person, like seriously, I bet you can go and ask any girl if they have and I bet all of them would say yes." Alle screeched. My eyes went wide. The two heard my breathing in the short pause and turned to me.

"Hey Kimmy, have you ever taken your clothes off for a guy?" Ihzhak asked. I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks.

"Not for a guy, no." I said. Alle jumped in.

"Who says she's even into guys? She could like females for all you know." Alle stated. I swore my eyes bulged out of my head.

"Nope. I don't think so. As far as I'm concerned I'm straight, well as far as sexuality goes." I said. Ihzhak looked as he were about to laugh his thick head off.

"Anyway guys, I don't really feel like going out today-" I started until Alle interrupted me.

"Oh please Kimmy, please. I have so many good plans though." Alle said, I could tell she wanted me to come very badly, as if she had some sort of surprise that she wanted to take me to. I sighed and nodded my head, much to Ihzhak's dismay. I went inside to go get changed. Something casual, and wearable, without showing off my scars. I picked out a grey T-shirt and a pair of light denim washed jeans with my converse lace ups. I went to my bathroom and pulled out a make up kit, I grabbed the foundations and smeared some on my face, just enough to cover my scar, then smeared some on the rest of my face. Once satisfied that I couldn't see my scar, I tied my hair up into a high ponytail. I walked out my bathroom and picked up my phone and wallet then made my way out to Alle.

I heard her laughing in the kitchen and followed her voice. I saw her sitting on the counter top scoffing down a bowl of cheerios. She had her phone pressed against and was chatting and laughing in between mouthfuls of food.

"Hahahahaha, very funny immogen, but no, I'm not in a relationship." I heard Alle say over the phone. I walked around the corner as she ended the phone call. She looked up at me.