Fizzled out

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

We all want to be famous when we're younger. We all have a life dream, whether it be to become a ballerina, supermodel or actress. Most kids just want to be famous, and get all the attention. But not me. Well at least not anymore...

I stare out the window as my dad's car pulls up in the driveway. I've been sitting here for nearly an hour doing homework and still not a word for my essay. Never mind it's not due till Wednesday and today's only Monday. I can hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and their not dads so I quickly try and look busy with some leftover moving boxes still full scattered around my room. I hear three short sharp knocks on my door as a perfectly polished hand opens my door and the unwanted visitor steps in. "Hi Sydney," says Briana my dad's fiancee putting on an obvious fake smile. "How was your first day at school?" she asked sitting on my bed. 

"What do you think?" I said glaring at her. Briana looked uncomfortable and I felt a stab of guilt in my stomach as she stared out into the blandness of what was my room. The conversation slowly continued with awkward small talk until Briana broke the silence. "You know Sydney, I was thinking that we should go shopping," she said looking rather excitingly round my room probably already making big plans.

"Shopping, uhh... why?" I asked rather confused.

"No not just any kind of shopping. Stuff to jazz up your room a bit. Like a room makeover." smiled Briana. Jazz up my room? I thought to myself. What centry does she think this is?

Three hours later when we finally arrived back home. I was totally and utterly exhausted and felt like I could curl up right then and there in the car and fall sound asleep. "Come on Sydney. Get out of the car and help me with these bags." called Briana from the door. I heaved myself up and out of the car, grabbed some bags and dragged them inside. "I'm just glad she decided to get the big stuff delivered," I muttered to myself as I trudged up the stairs.

By the time we had lugged up all my new stuff into my room it looked like a unicorn and thrown up on it. Aleast i had managed to stay away from the pink paint scheme she had apparently planned out for me. "Well," started Briana "I guess we better get started at unpacking these boxes and bags." she said studying the mounds of stuff adding to the clutter already in my newly furnished room. They were filled with all kinds of things from duvets to paint samples, bed lamps, a desk chair and a whole heap of other things that Briana claimed were nesscisary items. "Uhhh... Can't we wait until tomorrow it's nearly eleven o'clock," I said yawning.

"Really? Already? Time sure does fly when ur having fun doesn't it? Well I better leave you too it then," Briana smiled.

"Sure does," I replied sarcastically mocking her overly chirpy tone.

"Night honey" Briana called closing the door behind her. I cringed and flopped down on my bed. 

"sure does," I whispered to myself.

Fifteen minutes later as I was getting ready for bed my phone began to ring so I slapped on some sweat pants and flipped on my phone glancing at the caller ID. "Private number," I muttered. "Hello?"

"Hey it's Daniel," said a shaky voiced boy. After a long pause I replied.

"Soooooo... What's up stalker?" I said smirking.

"Ohh... uhhh... sorry. I was just ringing to ask if you're ok. You seemed a bit uptight after school today.

I felt my muscles tense up as he said that. How dare he say that I thought to myself. I'm not uptight! "Uhhh in case you didn't notice, I only met you today. So you don't need to go around worrying about my problems!" I started until I realised I was shouting.

"Geez! I was just ringing like a good friend would to see if your ok! Talk about over reacting," muttered Daniel under his breath. I took a deep breath in and as kindly as I could manage replied.

"Firstly I'm not over reacting and secondly who says your my friend!? I've known you for one stinkin day!"

"Oh ok if I'm not your friend who else you got ah? Oh let's see.... no one anymore!" I screamed with rage and threw my phone across the room after realising he had hung up.

"I'll show him" I muttered to myself as I pace back an forth intertwining between moving boxes and shopping bags. "I have friends! You just wait and see..."

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