A Best Friend?

Can i be dreaming?
Am i stolen?
Im flying.
But im bleeding.
Im dying.
Im soaring.
Im crying.
Dea-
"MOM!" Judy cries out.

"DID YOU GET THE HAIR DIE?!"
her mom stumbles over and gets the hair die and styling gel.
she grasps it tightly, and squirts the bottle into judys hair.
[kates pov]
ugh, my sister is such a BRAT! now shes getting her hair done and i dont get crap.
So what, nobody even cares.
And who will be reding this anyways?
exactly! no answer.
[judys pov]
BLONDE!
now ALL the guys will go to the prom with me!
what if you look like a turkey? "katie said"
The worst id ever look is a cat "i said"
"thats what you say, secretly.....your a man" "katie said"
"UGH!"-
"Dont move!" "said mom"

"FINE THEN! " "i said"

i simply sighed to myself and wondered of to the hair dye mind of happieness!
[kates pov]
i looked at the plane white sheets of my journal
i have nothing to write about
Nothing
Nothing at all.
the pages are so so open it makes you want to grasp it and rub it on your cheecks never mind that, im going to go with my friends, then ill have somthing to write about.