Only two weeks until it's summer. I still haven't spoken to anyone. Dante and Zelda have tried to talk to me, but I zone out when they do. Finals start next week, after that I won't be here anymore. At least for a few months.
I'm currently going through my photos on my camera in bed. Yearbooks have to be finished in two days to be ready for publication. My final page, the Christmas Parade page, is gonna be finished by the end of the day tomorrow. I'm going to do the layout in class tomorrow, but for now I'm just choosing which pictures to feature on my pages.
I scroll through the pages on the camera's little screen. There are so many pictures of Callie, Dallas, Dante, and Zelda. The loud parade surrounded by bright and vibrant lights take me back in time. We stayed out for hours that night. Bright Christmas lights, floats, and lamps were everywhere on the streets. I decide to delete the pictures that were blurry or had too much snow blocking the lens. Wait, I realize I'm only deleting the bad quality photos. I need to be deleting pictures of them too, the yearbook can't be just of them. Restarting the process, I delete several photos of them as well.
My heart stops, and my breathing hitches. A photo of my friends and I appears onto the screen. There's snow in everyone's hair, but we're all ignoring it and smiling. I vaguely remember having the picture taken. Everyone has the biggest smile, we look like happy people. Suddenly everything is a blur, but clears up when I blink. I haven't talked to any of them in a while, I miss them. I miss my friends. Why can't things just go back to the way they were? Why did anything that had happened, happen? I just want my friends back.
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The Beginning, Middle, but not the End
Teen FictionJodie Sizemore is a normal teenager--she lives in a nice house, goes to a good school, and has a group of loyal friends. However, there are a few inevitable obstacles that seem to prevent her from enjoying her life, also known as Generalized Anxiety...
