The Bunny Followed Me Home From School Today.

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     It was no secret that there was something different about me, but it wasn't until my mom booked a pink bunny for my seventeenth birthday dinner as entertainment that I actually acknowledged it.

       "What the hell?" I heard Kristin Hunter whisper to my best friend Reese who was sitting, legs crossed across from her picking at her nails.

     I threw my head into my hands in embarrassment as the rabbit carrying around a basket full of colored aluminum balls started greeting people at the table - starting with Mason Fisher who sat at the opposite end of the long table, we'd finally used. Honestly he looked kind of frightened at first sight, and I couldn't tell if it was because he was weirded out or if he was actually scared of people in costumes - it was okay I'd be was. Honest.

    My mom stood by the patio door on her phone as my reputation went down the drain, every since she got the promotion at work I feel as if I don't even exist in her world anymore or I'm now just a client of hers, fighting to make an appointment with my own mother. I called out to her but I don't think she heard me and as the costumed mutant inched closer my shoulders began to tense as I became angrier. My mom pressed the end button on her phone and I imagined her pocketing it.

        "I'll be right back." I said, excusing myself from the table leaving behind a group hearty snickers and discomforting comments. I grinned a no-teeth grin,  uneasily.

          I whined, "I'm 17 years old and you book a pink bunny as entertainment, what happened to the band?" I asked.

      " It was last minute, Syd, you know that!" She hissed, her eyes never meeting mine from the phone still grasped in her manicured hands.

       "I've been planning this for weeks!" I yelled, probably a little to loud because before I knew it Reese was standing beside me.

      "You said things would be different this time." I mumbled under my breathe. I looked up at my mom as she focused on the Blackberry only.

        Reese tapped on my shoulder, "your friend wants to take a picture with the birthday girl." She joked with a smile.

       I grinned annoyingly, yet I complied.

        The basic iPhone ringtone sounded and my mom called out running in through the patio door,"I'll make it up to you, Syd, I promise!"

Reese locked arms with me and pulled me back over to the group. "He's actually really nice, I have a strong feeling that y'all have a strong bond." Snickers.

   "Haha very funny." I couldn't help but laugh a little Reese knew how to make something good out of a shitty situation and this was definitely a shitty situation. I really couldn't ask for a better best friend, we've known each other since second grade and even though we were separated in middle school, we reunited, we always found a way back to each other.