Me, Myself and I

Like everything in the world, there are disadvantages to this.

"I'm not going!"

Yeah, there are advantages but its definitely not enough.

"Are you really going to put me to another school!?"

Ugh, this is hell.

"No!"

My name is Camille Abigail Farfarren and I'm 16 years old.

I am 1/3 of a triplet

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I've already packed everything.

Shoes. Check.

Pants. Check

Shirts. Check

Books. Check

Dignity. Dang, I lost it.

Well, I guess not everything

Lost it when I fell for the prank my classmates planned. I swear it looked so authentic and real. It had the seal and everything, I swear!

Yesterday, I went to school wearing a costume, a CLOWN costume. I'm serious!!! My sisters didn't attend classes because they were too 'shy'. I, being the school addict, would never ruin my perfect attendance record, never in my life.

So I went out of my car and everyone's eyes were on me. Then they started laughing, my eyes scanned the crowd and realized, I got prank'd. Oh hot diggity dog! And guess what, my parents found out and after 16 years, they finally cared.

So here I am, being sent to Montana. *sigh* I'll miss my sisters most of all. Cassidy may not be the sweetest girl around, Calysta may not be much of a--um--a girl, but they are perfect.

"You ready?" Cal asked as she dragged herself to me, wearing her umm-- leather jacket and plaid pants. She didn't want to see me go that's why she's dragging herself to me. She wants to act all tough and whatnot, but the reality is, I want--no, need for her to cry. I don't want to go, her tears will try to stop me.

"Yes," I muttered as I grabbed my sweater and put it on.

"Your ride is downstairs, it will take you to the airport then you'll meet your batch-mates there as well," she said, forcing herself to say that emotionlessly. It was to be expected because I won't be able to see her for a long time. We lived here, in Alabama all of our lives. We had friends here, mostly my sisters, crushes here, again my sisters, and we had plenty of memories here. Its just hard to let go.

"Of course," I mumbled as I passed by her.

As I reached the door, my arm was harshly pulled and I was engulfed in a hug. "D-d-don't go, I d-don't want you to--to go! P-p-please," she pleaded as she cried loudly. "If-if only I knew t-t-that you were g-going to leave us, I-I could have made it mem-mem-memorable!"

"I'm going to miss you also, but I want you to stop crying and listen," she sobbed, fiercely. "I'm not going to leave you, I'll just be far away and besides I'll still be alive. I'll still visit,"

"I don't want you to visit us," Hurt flashed across my eyes, "I want you to live with us," I sighed in relief

"Waaaaaaa! Cam-Cam! Don't leave us!"

We fell to the floor. Calysta paid no mind to it since she was still crying hard. Cassidy, however, was angry. "Don't leave! No! We are TRIPLETS not TWINS!" She straddled my hips and shook my shoulders.

"I don't want to leave okay?! But mom and dad won't let me stay here," I huffed.

"Then don't!" Her head snapped to the side, "Cal-Cal, make her see the light!"

"D-d-don't g-g-g-g-- Waaaaaaaaa!" She cried.

Pathetic.

This... This is hopeless.

"Camille, its time to go." Dad ordered. Strict. Very Strict. Not much to say really. Always absent. Almost replaced mom with a girl almost our age. I don't like him that much. It was because of him that I hated rich businessmen.

Mom must love him so much to even forgive him.

Whoa...

Well that was serious.

Speaking of which, mom saunters in. Her hips swaying and her brunette hair flowing freely. Mhmm.

This was because of dad's M-I-S-T-R-E-S-S.

She called it "Making someone want what they got tired off, but never actually having them." Yup! Even though dad cheated on her, they're still together. FOOLISH LOVE.

Only idiots believe in those thing.

Cas's ear-piercing screech took me out of my mind.

"Why?! She's my SISTER! She's your daughter!" she pursed her lips.

They didn't mind her. Dad just tried to wrap his arm around her waist. Tried.

Meep.

I'm so lost right now.

Where was I again?

Oh yeah... I was leaving.

"It's time to go," Mom says with a sweet but quipped tone.

Bananas! I can't do this!!!

Ehhhhh.... Mommy! Mama! Dada!

Okay, just breathe.

They're loading your Limo with your stuff...

And that was not helping.

Wow, OHMERGERD!

I'm leaving... this is it.

Do I want to leave? Yes. No. Um. Maybe.

Cam and Cal squish me with a hug. Oh Jesus! Can't breathe.

AIR! Air... Ech!

They reluctantly release me and sadly watch me enter the vehicle.

Mom and dad started flirting again. Ew.

Annnnnnd.

This is it.

God help me.