I gazed up at the stars as she sat with my friends at the small birthday party they threw for me. Communication is over rated considering that I only talk to one person out of the group and he was currently scoffing cupcakes down like an idiot. I contemplated bailing on them for my precious bed, but James was good enough to throw the party, but dumb enough to try to get me to socialize.
I sat outside letting my mind wander to when I was in kindergarten and how I fooled myself with movies about how school was and my future. I'd plan out how popular I would be and the people I would hang out with. I learned the hard way that movies lied to people all the time and that when I sat foot in a school things would change.
In kindergarten, I'd sit on the time out hilltop of the playground even though I wasn't in trouble. I'd watch as the other kids giggled and played. When someone would see me and say hi, I'd say hi and immediately be ridiculed for being a little shy. I had rocks thrown at me often and I got the hint. So I sat there and thought that it might get easier. I'd think a lot about the future. I'd have a car at sixteen, a boyfriend, more friends than anyone else, and I'd skip school.
I didn't meet cupcake scoffer until eighth grade. He continuously chattered and I thought that I may go dead from it. I tried to get rid of him by ignoring him until he left, but he never did. I even hid from him in the bathroom. He would sit by the door and talk to me until I came out.
Now he's in there eating the last cupcake, while I'm sitting outside thinking. My seventeenth birthday and my friend downs twenty two cupcakes.
His mom opened the door and immediately has disappointment across her face. "James. Maybe Corey wanted one."
I laughed.
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Stars in the City
Teen FictionAn abnormal girl questions life as she tries to open herself up. She discovers that there may be something worth living for.