Dark One: One for Sorrow... (The Khiara Banning Series Book 1) by Sydnie Beaupré Read Free Book Online Page A

time of day? It’s so early! And I went to bed not long ago. What in the world is wrong with her?
    “What do you want now?” I say into the phone angrily.
    “Wow, chill much. We have school, you know that right?”
    “What?” I yell, looking at my calendar to make sure she’s joking, which of course she is.
    “Hah. No, I just need you to come shopping with Janie, Chris and me. We’re getting our semi-formal dresses! And you’re coming right? To semi-formal, I mean.” Ah, Janie, the blonde Georgian Princess of itch with a capitol B, and Victoria’s minion.
    “I guess… ugh, I hate you. I practically just went to bed. I’ll be out in twenty; I need a shower because I smell like cleaning supplies, vomit, beer and Missus Pussy Pants’ fur, which by the way you should really clean, Cara.”
    “Don’t avoid the question, honeybun. You’re coming to semi-formal aren’t you?”
    “Yes,” I sigh. “Apparently I am.”
     
    Twenty minutes later, I’m out the door and am getting in the car with my best friend and two people I can’t stand. I’m waiting for this day to get better.
    “Oh, you look adorable Khiara! All dressed up. Super fancy, bless your heart” says Janie. I’m wearing skinny jeans, ballet flats and an oversized Flogging Molly tee shirt. My hair is pulled lazily into a messy bun and I’m not even wearing makeup except for some hastily applied mascara. Yeah right, Janie.
    “Thanks,” I reply, “but try not to compliment me too often today okay?”
    Janie gives me a look that can be interpreted as, whatever or oh screw off. I’d like to think it means either or, just for the hell of it. Spice up my life with choices, and all that.
    In the back next to Janie, Chris is absolutely, one hundred percent unhappy about something. He doesn’t even want to be looking for dresses even though I’m sure on any other day he’d be happily running alongside Janie, whose pants he is dying to get into.
    I lean forward in my seat, tired of looking at Janie’s face, and look over to Cara. She’s yapping on her phone, speaking to her latest boyfriend; if you could even call him that.
    Cara’s chewing gum loudly as she speaks and I’d be tempted to smack her upside the head if I didn’t know she did it on purpose to bug Janie. “I know right?” Chew, “You’re so amazing!” Chew, “I can’t wait to see you! I brought people so we won’t be alone and we’ll have a double date.” Chew, “Also, my best friend is coming, so you know, you get to meet her and stuff. Yeah, I know, but she’s single. Maybe we could set her up with one of your friends. Okay,” Chew, “Bye!”
    I take the sunglasses that are resting on her head and put them on my own face, “Cara, do you think you could chew louder, I can’t hear you.”
    Cara smiles and blows a big bubble, “No problem, babe.” The bubble pops loudly in my face and Janie makes a disgusted noise. We laugh.
    We pull into the parking lot of the local shopping centre and find a parking space near the entrance. We all get out as Cara explains that we’re meeting the guy who she was talking on the phone to, in the food court. I guess we’re getting lunch. Or breakfast more appropriately since it’s only about nine o’clock in the morning – it’s going to feel like a long drive from my house to the mall.
    As we get inside I notice that Chris’s face looks no different from when we were in the car. I wonder what’s wrong with him, but I don’t want to ask for fear of Janie yelling at me to stay out of their business. It’s too early for yelling.
    Both Chris and Janie come from a strict religious background, and while Chris is ready for everything , Janie wears a purity ring. They’ve been together for four years, that’s a long time for any sex crazed seventeen-year-old boy to abstain from doing the deed; especially when his girlfriend is as good looking as Janie. I’ve always found it funny that she’s such a snob, yet she’s the