Right Kind Of Wrong

I really didn't think this all the way through, and the flowers may be a little much. I'm like some sort of Russian spy standing here in the middle of the airport with my bunch of flowers and sunglasses that are far to big for my face. OK maybe Russian spy isn't the right description, I've never seen a Russian spy with Gucci sunglasses. Have I ever even see a Russian spy?

'Kelly?................' Carrie? with two people I don't know.

'Hey..........'My eyes fall on the older man and woman who must be Carrie's parents. Or a team of Doctors who are going to keep her on the straight and arrow, No pun intended.

'Hey.........'Now we don't know what to say to each other and the woman next to her is giving me evil looks.

'I........'I what Kelly?. Oh my god say something, you can't just stand there looking at her with a bunch of flowers in your hand. Say something, anything. Whatever comes to your mind. Come on. Anything. What nothing? you nothing to say? Unbelievable.

'Kelly Clarkson?..........'Finally someone says something. I turn to the man beside her and smile. It's my hi I'm innocent and not trying to get your daughter into bed smile.

'Mom Dad this is Kelly........Clarkson........' Yea I've confused her, showing up all blond and holding flowers. Why am I still holding these flowers.

'These are for you............'I hand Carrie's mother the flowers and Carrie's even more confused.

'Well that's ….nice.....'Yea she's a bitch, I'll have to introduce her to Ashley.

'Yea that's nice.......'Carrie agrees. And now the silence comes back. We're all just standing in a circle looking at each other.

'I got Carrie …...............'I'm sorry Kelly what was that? When did we start just opening our mouths and letting words fall out.

'You got me what?.........what did you get me.........'God she's so cute.

'I'm your mentor.........'Where the hell did that come from.

'Mentor?.............' She doesn't believe me.

'I have to make sure she's always knows what she's doing........Simon said I have to........Phone him if you want he'll tell you........'I thrust my phone at Carrie's father. Yea that doesn't make me look like I'm lying.

'Are we just going to stand here all day?.........'Carrie's mother asks in a very annoyed voice. Oh such a bitch.

'I have a car waiting........' Where I was going to make out with your hot daughter if she let me. Both her parents walk ahead without giving me another look.

'You got me.......'Carrie giggles and loops her arm through mine as we walk through the airport.

'I didn't know you were bringing them...............'

'I didn't know you would be meeting me at the airport..............' She gives me a side way glance. 'And thank you for my flowers.......they're lovely.......' She bumps my hip with her own and my heart stops. Her parents are only a few feet in front of us and she's flirting.

'Yea well........'Yea well what? Words fell right out your head again Kelly?

'And the blond thing?..........'She presses her mouth right up against my ear and I'm thankful she's holding my arm or I would fall to the ground.

'I fancied a change.......' I admit with a shaky voice.

'And my diary has nothing to do with it?...........'She lets go of my arm and joins her parents at the car park where they both seem to be in a little bit of shock.

'That's my car there...........'I point out.

'We thought that.............'Carrie's father answers. All four of us look towards Ashley's bright pink car , I can hear her mother suck in her breath. Yea she hates me. And she's going to hate me even more when I finally get her daughter to admit the truth.

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17th August.

Another group session with Dr Chapman. This week we learnt to accept our down falls. Accent when we fail to live up to what is expected of us. If we find ourselves being attracted to someone of the same sex we must accept that feeling but not act on it. Soooo......I am at this moment accepting the feeling of attraction for the very cute blond that helps the Doctor with his paper work. (What is the deal with blond, I know im a blond but come on I've never met one that wasn't cute.) I accept how cute she is when she's biting her bottom lip and trying her hardest not to laugh when the Doctor comes out with a lot of his pure advice. Acceptance is key to a pure life. I would say pretending is the key to my life. I will pretend to be a good girl, pretend to want to date the football players and pretend that my week with Laura was nothing more than two girls making a mistake. I do what makes them happy till the day comes when I can get out this town. I know what I am, I know what I want. It will just take a few years for me to get it.