It's a true story because "Cara" is my best friend, though "Cara" isnt her real name. None of these names are. And plus, some of this I am making up. Like the newest characters, Ivy and Lucy and soon Raychel and Natalie, they aren't anything real to the true story. Just extra people made up by my readers and me. Also some of the things I have made the characters say are fake too.
Ok here it is! An update! And it's kinda long too! Natalie's POV Babysitting, Kisses, and Death I was babysitting. For my next door neighbor. I had worked my donkey off trying to get this kid to take her bath. What was her name? Bayleigh? Haleigh? Mayleigh? Whatever, it doesn't matter. So I ran all over the house to get her. "Time to take your bath, hun, and then sleepy time," I yelled to her. I sounded like a five year old, which was probably her age. I had already gotten the bath water running. I ran up stairs to find her in it already. Clever little girl. So I called my best and only friend, Kyle. We talked for a long time. I checked up on the little girl from time to time, to make sure she didn't drown. "I am done!" I heard from the other room. "I'll be right back, Kyle," I told him and sat down the phone. I jogged to the other room. I saw the girl had gotten herself out and had a towel around herself. "So clever," I told her, smiling. "What's that mean?" she asked. "It means you at smart and you have a talent. In this case your talent is knowing what to do," I explained. I don't think she got it but she hear smart and talent and was happy about it. "Yay, I'm cwever!" So cute! "Hun, it's clever." "C-c-clever?" she asked. "Right! High-five!" I held out my hand and she slapped it. "Alright!" By this time she was dressed and ready for bed. "Story time!" she squealed happily. So I picked three short books for her to choose. "That one!" she pointed at "Cinderella." So I read it to her. I was half way when she fell asleep. I smiled and tucked her in. I left the room and turned off the light. I picked up the phone, "Kyle, you still there? Great!" So I started talking with him for what seemed like forever. "Why don't I come over? You know, to help clean up," He suggested. I did need help cleaning up, the place was a mess from when I played with the girl. "Sure, sounds great!" I replied. "See ya in a few!" He hung up. So I started cleaning. Then I heard the doorbell ring. "Coming!" I yelled and walked to the door. The doorbell rang again. "I said I was coming! Sheesh!" I opened the door and saw Kyle. "Sheesh, ring the doorbell much?" I asked sarcastically. "No I don't," he replied goofily. I laughed and beckoned him in. "Kinda messy," he commented as he walked in. "Yeah, we had fun playing," I said, picking up things from the floor. He started on the other end of the room. About 15 minutes later we had reached the middle of the room. We both reached for one of the girl's toys and his hand was on mine. "Uh..." we said and pulled our hands back blushing. I reached for it again and carried it to the closet. When I went to the living room to relax, Kyle was already flipping through the channel. The girl's parents wouldn't be back until 11:30 p.m. and it was only 9:00. So I sat down next to Kyle, not too close, not to far, because I didn't want to give him the wrong idea. But he already had the wrong idea or something because he pulled me closer. He found a scary movie and turned off the lamp next to him. "You are doing that on purpose!" I said. I hated scary movies in the dark. "So? What if I did?" Kyle smirked. "I want you to either change this or turn on the light," I said sternly. "I think not." Kyle just pulled me closer and whispered in my ear, "Just watch, I'm here." So I watched, against my will, I must add. I jumped, almost screamed a number of times and sat my head on Kyle's chest, not wanting to see the scariest scenes. And the whole time he was kissing the top of my head and whispered, "It's okay, it's alright, I'm here." He totally had the wrong idea. When the movie was over at 11:10, he said, "See? It wasn't so scary!" "I jumped like 50 times, almost screamed 60 times, and hid my face 100 times. It. Wasn't that bad?" I laughed. "It wasn't." He kisses my forehead. "And what is with the kissing? You have been kissing the top of my head and then my fore head, seriously, what is up?" I backed off of him and crossed my arms. "You're right. I have. But can't you tell?" he asked. "What? That you like me, a lot? Like more than friends?" I answered with a question. He nodded. And then he leaned in. I tried backing up. But I met the end of the couch we were sitting on. Then he kisses me. It was amazing! When he pulled back he blushed. "Sorry. You didn't want this did you?" he asked. "Turns out I actually did..." I whispered. "Really?" I nodded and leaned in and kisses him. Again, amazing. Then I realised something: I forgot to drain the bath water. And the door was opening. "Natalie! We are home! How is was our little angel?" I heard a man's voice say. The father! What did he tell me again, no friends? Yes! "Sheit! I forgot to drain the bath water! And you shouldn't be here!" I exclaimed and dragged him to the bathroom. "Nat? Is everything alright?" the father asked. His footsteps were getting closer. "Yeah, you could say so!" I said. I was screwed! "Sheit! Sheit sheit sheit!" I whispered. "Nat? What's wrong?" Kyle asked me. "You aren't supposed to be here! I knew this was a bad idea!" I rolled my shelve and reached into the water to find the plug. When I found it, I unplugged it and and I realised it was a slow drainer. "Nat, is everything... Nat, didn't I say no friends?" His voice was stern. "Yes, sir," I whispered. I blushed when Kyle took my hand in his. I was in deep trouble now. "And it's your boyfriend," he said. "Now you don't get paid." "What?! But I worked my donkey off here! I deserve a little money, at least!" The tub hadn't even drained half way yet. "No you don't." He turned. "Oh, no you don't!" I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. I must have pulled too hard because he fell in the tub. I snapped and took him by the shirt. "Now, I want my money!" I yelled at him. "No!" he yelled back. I pushed him back underwater. He struggled and I didn't let up. "Natalie! Stop!" I heard Kyle yell. Suddenly the father went limp. And Kyle pulled me back. Then the mother came in and screamed, "HONEY! What did you do, Nat?!" I cried on Kyle's shoulder. I just killed that man, and I didn't know how to react. So I just cried on Kyle's shoulder until the cops came and arrested me. As I left Kyle whispered in my ear, "I still love you, Nat. I always will." Great. Just great. Raychel's POV Pressure I was a cheerleader. And I played volleyball, softball, and basketball. Now they wanted to put me in gymnastics?! Not going to happen! "No, Mom. I am not going to gymnastics!" I argued. "But you'll be with us!" Lily, Mary, and Carrie pleaded in unison. "No! No at all! Never in my life!" I argued. "You are and that's final!" Mom said. Dad nodded. "Never! I already take karate and judo!" I screamed. I had my gun in my hand that was in my purse. "Don't want this! You push me into too many things already!" "You are! That. Is. FINAL!" my mom screamed at me. "Fine!" I yelled back. I took my gun out of my purse and shot my mom in the chest. That is what pressure can do to you. You shoot your own mom. "Ray! What did you do?!" Lily squealed. "Racyhel! You are in so much trouble!" my dad yelled. So I shot him. And Lily. "Anyone else?!" I asked. "Ray! Why?!" Carrie squealed. "Yeah, Ray, seriously!" Mary squealed to the same time Carrie did. So I shot them too. Pressure. And guess who arrived? "Freeze! Drop the weapon and kick it over to us! Them put you hands on your head!" An officer. Great. I did as he told. And then I heard, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you..." Blah blah blah! I was going to the place that help teens. Yay, there goes my rep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raychel is RaychelElla and Natalie is lindsey1414!
It's just a little creepy, how you know every single detail of this 'true story'... ._. it's like having a camera installed.
My best friend has an amazing memory. Though most of the stuff they say isn't real, just stuff I make up.