Traveler's Diary

Becky

I realize that the girls hate Carrie. You known how I know that? Well...

"Carrie cannot come with!" Kat whisper-shouts. Well freaking fantastic. I can't have her come back and say "oh I'm sorry. My two best friends hate you! You're not allowed to come with!"

"Well, I'm sorry. But Carrie is my friend, who may I add helped us when we had a mental breakdown," I point at Kat," and are in crutches." I glance over to Fawn who is leaning on the wall. She looks like she doesn't know what to say. I can tell she definately disagree with the situation.

"That doesn't change the fact that she was mean in high school!" Kat growls. I jump back a little and Fawn steps back with her crutch too. Kat usually never does this to us. Last time was in our sophomore year. After twenty seconds of ear deafening silence I get my courage back up.

"What about Kyle? Huh? We didn't trust him but we let him stick around. We didn't ever tell him to leave! We accepted him. Why Guangzhou return the favor to Carrie," I start to raise my voice. Carrie just then appears but Kat doesn't notice.

"Because she's a.. a mean girl!" Kat shouts. Carrie's heartwarming smile drops. Carrie isn't one of those girls to be kind when someone insults them. 

"IWell thanks Kat. I mean we all knew what you were going to say. But thanks for saying that when I've been so kind to offer to pay for my ticket and upgrade your hotel room. That I even offered to pay a little more!" Kat looks like she wants to cry, but Carrie already is. She gets really sad with people calling her names, it's just this time there is no one to put on a mask for. Carrie turns to me though.

"Thanks for the offer Becky, but like everyone else, I know when someone doesn't want me. Here's three hundred. Use it wisely. You have my number , call if anything happens. I love you, and can't wait to see you again," Carrie puts the two bills in my hand and softly shuts the door.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean that-" Kat starts but I cut her off. I love Kat and I know she's a good person but she needs to understand what she did. I am close to all my friends, and would stick up for all of them.

"Well you still said it. Now no matter what either of you say. I'm going to fix this with Carrie. Because she's my friend!" I hiss. Maybe I'm being harsh, but people were harsh to Carrie. I storm back into the house, well as much as I can with my injuries. Then, I walk to Carrie's room where she is angrily unpacking her things.

"Carrie," I grab her attention. She looks up with furry in her eyes. She just nods at my existance.

"Listen, I am sorry for them. They just know the highschool you. Not the you I know. I do want you to come!" I plead at her. She sighs and sinks into her bed. She then falls back creating more of an imprint into the sea blue covers. I come and do the same. I did feel a little sting, bruises. 

"I want to come too Becky. Your friends don't want me to come though. I have enough friends here to keep me company. I think you need to experience things with your other friends. I could do this trip anytime I want, and i could take you along. But unless they become billionares in the next 5 minutes, they can't. You need have theese moments, just not with me. We can make much more memories later. So have fun Becky," She concludes. I smile a sad one at her. I am going to miss Carrie, a lot.

"Goodbye Carrie," I whisper enough for her to hear. Then I leave the house and go back to my two friends. Both standing their guiltily, and they should be. I won't forgive them all the way yet.

"I couldn't get her to come. But she wants meto have theese memories, so let's go." I call a cab. It gets their in about 10 minutes. The man helps us throw our stuff in the trunk and get into the car. I look up and one of my closest friend's house through the tinted windows. Then we drive.