Out Of The Comfort Zone: White Lies
"Can you believe it Alex?!" Sabrina screeched from the other end of my phone. I pulled it away from my ear for a moment, fearing she'd burst my eardrum.
"That's awesome Bri...", I trailed off. I didn't have the heart to tell her I didn't feel like going to the hottest band at school's gig for the beginning of our senior year. Gone Forever was they're name. I think. I stared down at the white and green pattern on my comforter and started to trace the patterns, thinking to myself.
In all honesty, yes Sabrina was my best friend, but we were so different. She wore wedges and flats to school along with extremely bright colors and loads of makeup, which she really didn't need, while I wore mostly band tees with skinny jeans and sneakers or combat boots. We're nothing alike.But opposites attract right?
"Alex?" Sabrina asked, annoyance dripping from her voice, taking me out of my trance to the colorful details on my bed. "You don't seem too happy," she groaned.
"Hmm?" I asked confused for a moment. Then it hit me how hostile and selfish I was being. They did invite Sabrina. Not me. She's nice enough to bring me as her guest. "What? No I'm thrilled! It's gonna be so awesome!"
'White lies much', I thought to myself, groaning internally.
"I'm glad you're as excited as I am! It's Friday night at 9!" She told me.
Another internal groan. I would be spending my Friday awkwardly socializing and standing around while I could be at home, in my pajamas, watching horror movies and eating, all while being with my dog Naomi. Great. Why can't I just tell Sabrina I didn't want to go? Why do I have to be so nice? Oh yeah. Because I know what it's like to have someone be the complete opposite of nice to you.
"Cool! Hey I've got to go. l'll talk to you later, ok?" I asked hoping to put an end to this conversation.
"That's so fetch!" She exclaimed quoting Mean Girls, using a prissy high voice in the process. I couldn't help but giggle into the phone. We said our goodbyes, and I hung up my phone, flopping onto my back. Only two more days till Friday.
Oh joy.
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Hi! I'm Nicole and I'm gonna try this writing thing. *shrugs and eats gummy worms*. We'll see where this goes. I dedicate this story to two people. My sister and my friend Valeria. I love you two so much. Enjoy!
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Out Of The Comfort Zone
Teen Fiction17 year old Alex Williams is-paranoid, anxious, self conscious, an outcast, and screwed up. But she has this facade that has her seem calm, cool, and collected. Her life is good. To the naked eye...
