Destined ( short story )

Fuck life

The weather is absolutely horrendous. It's cold, wet, and just completely miserable. I have NO idea why Mother Nature finds it funny to make my day even worse than it already is, I mean I think I've been through enough today. First, I'm late to class, then I fall flat on my face in a front of a group of people, and just to top it off my car broke down and I'm stuck in the middle of a rain storm. If today was a good day I would already be home snuggled up under my blankets studying for upcoming exams, but no Im stuck in a parking lot waiting for Sam to pick me up from this hell hole. Just as I'm about to text her so she can hurry the fuck up, headlights hit my eyes making it difficult to see. Sam pulls her car close to the curb.
    "Somebody is having a wonderful day." She says trying not to burst into laughter.
    "Shut up asshole." I say while climbing in the passenger seat and slamming the car door shut. I swear to god if this women is gonna get on my last nerve I'll be sure she pays for it when we get back to our apartment.
    "Well, I got some exciting news!" Sam says in that annoying valley girl voice she always makes when she's hyped about something.           
    "What." I ask, to be honest I couldn't give a flying rats ass about what she's about to tell me, but since she's my only friend here, I gotta be nice.
    " You know that really well known girl Julie? Yah, well she just gave me two invites to her party tomorrow night. I was gonna bring Trevor but I love you more." She finishes with a giggle.
I really do not want to go to this stupid party, it's only going to be full of people getting stoned, drunk, and people who will be sucking each other's faces which would probably lead to a funky time under the sheets. If you know what I mean. Trevor should be the one to be tortured, he's her boyfriend after all, I'm just the best friend who picks up the pieces when shit goes down between them.
   " I'm not going, I'm not the party type." I say to her with my arms crossed.

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I'm in my room chilling on my bed listening to music until my mom decides to call me out of the blue. What does this old hag want now? I decide to answer this phone call because she'll probably end up filling my inbox with unnecessary messages if I don't.
    "Yes mother?"  I reply with sarcasm. She better not piss me off, this is the last thing I need today.
   "I just wanted to know how you were doing today jeez." she says with her annoying ass voice that nobody likes to hear.
     "Sorry, today is just not my day." I shouldn't of answered this call. I could've went another day without answering her phone calls, or maybe the rest of my life . It's not that I hate the women, it's just that she's so  annoying  when she goes on with what happens back home. Like I really don't care.
    "It's fine sweet heart, is there anything interesting going on?" The women sounds like she's concerned for once in her damn life. Maybe some people do change.
"Nothing much to be honest, I'm still a miserable human being." I say rolling my eyes, I wonder what my mom would think if I told her about the party. She would probably give me a damn lecture about how the party scene will only leave to drugs and no education, I mean she isn't exactly incorrect. As miserable as I am, I still believe in an education considering I spent most of my childhood locked in my bedroom with my face glued to anything that has words. I never had many friends, I was always the weird child growing up. I sort of like the fact that I'm a different human being.
" really? I expected the college life to be somewhat entertaining ." She responds on the other end of the phone.
" well, Sam and I got invited to a party. I just don't know if it's worth my time, I'm not exactly the party type." I ramble on. Maybe I should go, but then again I will feel very uncomfortable in that environment.
"You should go! Have fun! live a little! Your only in college for so long." What the fuck? Did she seriously just suggest I go? Holy shit this women must be on some good drugs because God knows my mom would never suggest such a thing.
"Really?" I ask, she must be screwing with me, Or I'm just hearing shit.
"No seriously, you should go. Every time you answer my calls, which is like never, you always tell me that you aren't doing anything interesting. Maybe the party scene might be your type or u might make some new friends." She has a point. I don't have much friends, the only people I have in my life is Sam and Trevor. Maybe if God will cut me some slack I'll meet someone new. Someone who's worth my while.
"I think I'll go. Sam will be happy if I do." I say convincing myself aloud.
"Do it. You'll have fun!" My mom literally fan girls on the other end of the phone. I am going to go. I may not ever have this opportunity again, I wanna make friends and have fun this is probably the only possible way to do that.
" I'm going." I say, I've never sound so sure in my life before. This is the biggest step I've ever made to improve myself. I'm actually really excited for this unexpected change.

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((hey guys!! This is my first short story and I'm really excited for u to read it. Please take it easy on me, I do understand that my grammar and my punctuation may not be the best but I did put a lot of effort in to it😊)) creds to my bff! You know who u are ;)