Skylar Miller was only ten years old when everything began to fall apart. First, it was the quiet disappearances-one sibling at a time-until only three of her siblings remained in her life. Then came the accident, a day that left her with more than...
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| Skylar Miller |
"For as long as I could remember, people had always told me that my mind was beyond my years. If they got to know me, they wouldn't want to be in my head half the time. They would run for the hills, and I wish I could as well, but I can't. I'm stuck in this mind, begging to break free and to actually act my age"
Taking the high road, wasn't as easy as some people may put it. It was hard, pushing myself not to yell at them, and them being my siblings. The people that were supposed to joke around with you, but also look out for you when the time came. They were supposed to be better, than whoever was dancing around in the house right now.
A week had passed since I had avoided them, and then gotten stuck in a car with Jay, after an awful dinner. I had avoided them, especially Riley, even as he had announced at dinner, that he had heard from Shane, that I had made the cross country team. The table had fallen into silence, and I was grateful that the twins weren't there that night, as it would have made it worse.
For some reason, it was okay for all of them to never have once made it far into surfing, but as soon as I decide it isn't for me at 16 years old, suddenly I'm in the wrong. I'm the person that they are set out to hate, yet I am just trying to get away from them. I want nothing to do with them, especially as they forgot that it was my house they were currently hosting a party in.
Shane was working tonight, while Noah was out preparing for the big opening football night next week, meaning he wouldn't be home until late. Luke was about to get home, after he had spent the afternoon at a friends house, studying. I was seeing less and less of Luke, and I was missing him more and more.
He was closer with Noah now, and I felt like I had been pushed aside. Growing up, we had been best of friends. He had picked me, back then. It was different than the relationship I shared with Noah, due to us only being a year apart from one another. We had been inseparable for years, but it felt like everyone was changing courses in their life, and that meant away from me.
For the first night this week, we hadn't been forced to be at the dinner table together. It was apparently a party for Summer, as she usually held an annual end of summer party back wherever she came from, which I had heard whispers of it being New York City, or in other words, the big apple. Somewhere far away from here, and myself.
Jay had been wrangled in it, even as he had said that he would bring me some food to my room, but I hadn't even had the chance to get to my room. People had flooded the house the moment I had walked in the door, and I had been lucky to secure a spot in the backyard, away from everyone else.
The good thing about backing onto a beach, was being away from the parties. We had a fence that separated it, but it was hardly a fence. You could see from the back door, the entire beach, meaning I was in full view of my siblings, just like they would be, if I let them. If I let myself, stare at the house that was going to take hours to clean up the following day.
