Chapter 12: Nothing To Do

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It's 8 pm, and I have just gotten back from dinner with my parents. I once again only had very little food. As soon as I am in the motel room, I feel the food come back up. Why won't my body accept any food? Anyway, I get into my pyjamas and go to bed for an early nights sleep. Tomorrow is Chelsea's party, and I did end up forgetting to pack something... Clothes to wear to the party. Chels told me to wear a club like clothes. Why I don't know, but I'll go with it. So I get up and get dressed and go out to the shops.

Firstly I go to Kmart for shoes; they have a big range of shoes that are only cheap. I end up getting light blue high heels that are about 10cm (3-4 in) tall. I then go to find a dress. After looking around, I end up buying a black strapless dress. The top half is skin tight, but at the waist, it flows to just above the knees.

*BEEP*

Meghan: are you in Australia yet?

Me: yup :) I got here yesterday, guess what I met your friend Fleur on the plane to London

Meghan: cool. Good to know your safe :)

Me: thanks.

Sometimes Meghan felt like a mum to me; she always cared for me, if I told her that I couldn't eat, she would probably freak. She'd think it's anorexia or something; it isn't is it? No. If it were, I would feel like I needed to lose weight, and that I was too fat. And I don't, I think I'm quite a healthy weight.

By the time I get back to my room, I feel so exhausted because of all the jet lag. I can't bearly keep my eyes open. Ever since my food won't stay down, I've lacked a lot of energy. Anyway, I have nothing to do until tomorrow. I can't see my friends because Chelsea and I are going to surprise them when I show up at Chelsea's party. It's a good thing I bought Mocking Jay with me. I have a fair bit to read; I'm only on chapter 12. I read my book for an hour then decided to edit my vlog. I get to the end of editing it and realise that I haven't even finished filming my vlog. So I put the SD card back in and hit record.

"So, I'm in my room now, I went out shopping and bought stuff for a party tomorrow. I can't find any frozen yoghurt places, sadly. I don't know why I'm surprised because I could never find any when I lived here." Not that I could eat it anyway. "Anyway, I went out for dinner with my parents after I got here, that was nice. I am so tired, but I can't get any sleep for some reason, weird. So I'm going to edit this and try to take a nap. Don't forget to like and favourite and subscribe to my channel for more random stuff! Bye!" I add on the end of my vlog and save the files. Then I do what I said I would in my vlog, I take a nap.

When I wake up, I realise that I was asleep for two hours. It's now 3 pm, and I have no idea what to do. Why can't it just be night time? I slowly make my way to the TV and flop down onto the couch. There is nothing on TV during the day. After a few minutes of channel surfing, I find an old episode of The Simpsons. When that finishes I continue looking for things to watch. YES! Mean Girls is on! I love this movie so much. I remember watching it first with Chelsea. We laughed at EVERYTHING. Even if it wasn't funny, we laughed at it. I guess we were just in one of those moods. I get comfortable and watch the movie.

It's now 5:30 pm and I am exhausted, but every time I lie down to sleep, I can't.

After a few failed attempts at sleeping, I decided to watch some videos on YouTube. Bad idea. Of course, Joey uploaded. My mouse hovers over the video for a minute before I give in. I click on the video and wait for it to load. I miss him, I do. I screwed up so bad. Why did I have to ask him out? Why couldn't I just settle for being his best friend, why did I feel the urge to be his girlfriend? Why did he run away, and leave me in the rain, all on my own!? Something terrible could have happened, and he wouldn't have been there to help me! These are just a few of the questions I have, questions that will remain un-answered, forever. After a few hours of watching videos, I fall asleep thinking of him. Thinking of Joey.

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