Sorry it's really long. I hope you like it. Not sure how good it is :)
Lola Locke twirled her long, golden curls as she stared out in the pouring rain at the campground. Naturally, she missed the bus this morning and her crabby uncle had to drive her to the freshmen feild trip. She saw everyone seemed to have their tents up already. Good thing she missed that.
They stopped at the campground and Lola's uncle let her out. She thanked him and struggled with her umbrella.
Suddenly, another car came up behind her and honked, shocking her so much she fell face-first into the mud, She pulled herself up and watched as Kyra Evans hopped out of the car.
"Why ya so late?" She asked with her stupid New York accent.
"I beat you here," Lola replied with a scowl, wiping the mud off her sweatpants, "You better not have wrecked my phone."
"Why don't ya check your bra and find out?" Kyra laughed.
"I don't keep it in my bra!" Lola turned so Kyra couldn't see her pull it out of her shirt. Her pants had no pockets, where else was she supposed to put it?
"Here's your tent girls," Ms. Saswatch said as she threw it at Kyra's legs, "Have fun."
Lola turned towards Kyra, "set it up," she said, "I have to change so I can't help." She turned on her heel and left Kyra to set up the tent. Revenge.
Kyra set the tent up quick, she was already inside, probably unpacking. Lola started to undo the zipper, but it must have been stuck. "Hey, Kyra, let me in!"
"Why? I didn't see you helpin' me set it up."
"Seriously, what is wrong with you? Let me in!"
"Nah, maybe tomorrow, I'm all comfy."
"Fine, I'll sleep out here." Lola looked around. Okay, so where outside was she supposed to sleep?
"Okay, you can come in now!" Kyra yelled.
Lola opened the zipper door and walked in. "Thank you," she said sarcastically.
Kyra laughed and pulled out her phone. Lola saw her chance and grabbed it.
"Hey! Watcha doin'?" Kyra bolted off the bed as Lola threw the phone into the mud. Then they heard a growl.
Lola squeaked and shuffled back in, getting behind Kyra to use her as a sheild. "I think there's a wolf..." she said quietly, "what do we do?"
"Call your boyfriend?" Kyra asked jokingly, "Make sure ya fix your make-up so you look pretty when he saves you, 'kay Princess?"
"Shut up! Your such a weirdo!" Lola scoffed, "You don't even have friends and you talk funny."
"Take a look at your friends! Half of them are sluts and half are idiots. And I'm just being general, here."
"Ugh! I just hate you!"
"Me too, girly." Kyra kicked off her shoes and got in her sleeping bag. "Do me a favor and have the wolf eat you by the time I wake up, okay?" She laughed and got in bed.
Lola couldn't sleep. There was definitly a wolf out there and stupid Kyra didn't beleive her. Kyra. Kyra Evans. She was the worst person Lola had ever met. She had a plan, though. See how Kyra liked it.
Kyra couldn't stand the popular kids. Sure, Lola wasn't the head, but she was the pinkest. Ugh... and her name alliterated. How dumb! She and her friends were always teasing Kyra. But Kyra had the perfect revenge plot.
As soon as Lola was sure Kyra was asleep, she opened the tent door quietly and slowly pushed Kyra out the door. She didn't stir. Then Lola closed the door and left it. See how tough-girl Kyra handles a wolf.
The growling turned to a howl, and Kyra's snores turned to screams. Nevermind, Lola thought, I don't hate Kyra that much, let her in! But the zipper really was stuck. Where was everyone else. Ms. Saswatch didn't care, and the kids... hated her. Why? Lola. "Oh no," Lola said under her breath as she fiddled with the zipper, "Oh, I made them all hate her. What's wrong with me? I'm such a jerk. Come on, door. COME ON!!!" The zipper wouldn't budge and Kyra was crying now, too.
How could she be so cruel?
Kyra screamed and cried realistically, then sat up and walked to Lola's tent. She couldn't wait to see her face!
Lola was crying. Then her crying stopped and there was a thump to the ground.
Kyra laughed and opened the tent door. Stupid girl couldn't open it. Lola was crouched on the floor in a pool of blood. Where... she had slit her wrists. What had she done?
Lola sat up and laughed.
Kyra walked out of the tent. So Lola was kidding. The girl really was heartless. It's fine. So no one liked her, at least not here. Maybe Florida. Actually, in Florida, you don't need friends, you've got beaches and poolhouses. That'll work. Kyra thought up a new name, Jess Winters. How far was the airport? Jess Winters was ready for a new life
"I got you, Kyra!" Lola said. But Kyra was gone. Did she really hurt her feelings that bad? Stupid! Lola cursed and looked around. She was sick of it here. Living with her crabby uncle with a fake name. She was changing her name back to Isabel Chambers and going back to her parents.
"Welcome to class," Miss Robertson introduced her self to her senior english class and and gave out the seats. The desks were in groups of three. "and in that back group we'll have Jess Winters, Henry Isaacs, Isabel Chambers and Benjamin Adams."
The boys were already friends, so Jess and Isabel started to talk.
"Hi!," said Isabel, "I'm Isabel, obviously."
"Jess, duh." Jess liked Isabel, she was pretty without trying, and trying to be nice. She remembered that freshmen girl she had hated, Lolly Locker or something. Isabel kind of looked like her, but way to nice. Her and Lilly could have been friends. She decided to fix it with Isabel.
Isabel liked Jess, she was funny and cool. She reminded her of that Kyra kid back in New York. She felt so bad about her, they never found her as far as she knew. Jess could maybe make up for what she did to Kyra.