Watched (The Watched Series) by Cindy M Hogan

Author:Cindy M Hogan [Hogan, Cindy M]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: O'neal Publishing
Published: 2011-05-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

My frizzy hair stuck out all over the place. Blasted rain! Why hadn’t Rick told me I looked like a freak? How could anyone like me with hair like this? A pony tail would have to do. It wasn’t the hairstyle I was sure people wore to clubs, but I had no time. I tried to make it look more stylish, like Kira and Summer always managed to do, leaving strands of hair framing my face.

My clothes were the bigger problem. I couldn’t wear long pants and a button-up shirt to the club. In fact, nothing hanging in my closet here would be good to wear to the club. Thanks to TV, I imagined people in clubs wearing skirts for some reason. I thought of waking Marybeth, but I really didn’t have time for that, and I’m not sure she would want to help me at the moment, and she could try and talk me out of going to the club. I really didn’t want that. A cute skirt and top that Marybeth had worn flashed across my brain. Should I borrow it? I opened the bathroom door slightly, to let in a little bit of light. I looked over at Marybeth, her breathing even. Would she care? She’d loaned me so many things over the last week. Surely, she wouldn’t mind. She had so many clothes, she probably wouldn’t even notice. But, should I?

A faint voice in my head said, “No.”

I could clean it and return it before she even knew.

“Wake her up and ask her,” the voice in my head said.

She’s sound asleep. I could just tell her in the morning. I took one last look at her and decided she wouldn’t care if I raided her closet even though my stomach was on fire. Deep down, I knew it was wrong. But I did it anyway.

With the little bit of light coming from the bathroom, I could barely make out what was in Marybeth’s closet. I used my hands to feel for the skirt and shirt she’d worn.

I grabbed two pieces that I thought were them and crept back to the bathroom. What luck! I had grabbed the right skirt, wrong shirt, but I thought it may have actually been a better choice anyway, and I put them on as fast as possible. They fit without any tugging or pulling.

Was I as skinny as Marybeth? No way. I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face.

I looked at Marybeth’s open closet door and felt a pang of guilt. I glanced down at Marybeth’s clothes on my body and took a deep breath.

She wouldn’t want me to wake her. It’ll be okay. She would want me to look good for this, I convinced myself.

I had left the bathroom light on and hurried to turn it off, then reached into Marybeth’s open closet and took out a pair of shoes. One more thing wouldn’t matter. They’d be back before she even woke up. My face felt hot.

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