The stars have throughout history been fascinating objects of study. From the ancient Greeks, to the modern day astronomers who continually search the stars for other planets and galaxies. Many stars you look at in the night seem like a single, distant glimmer of light. They are so far away however that they just appear as one speck of light. Beautiful don't you think. I look into my telescope through my large bay window at the dark nights sky. There are an unfathomable number of stars in the observable universe.
I look over at my bed side table and notice the screen displays '11:07pm'. I probably should be asleep by now as I have to wake up at an 'un-Godly' hour in the morning for school. I chuck my messy waves up into a bun and put on something comfy. As I head into the bathroom, I notice Emily's door open. It's always closed. This is weird. Okay, I'm not one of those creepy sisters that snoop around and stuff but it's Emily we're talking about. Who knows what I'll find. Maybe something to do with Kyle.
As I 'tip toe' across the wooden floors, I make sure she isn't around. I think she is in the Living area talking with Mum about something. Emily and Mum have a good relationship. Something I dream of but I can never talk to my mother. As I enter the rose scented room, I look around. Its so clean and tidy. Mine is usually tidy but not 'OCD' tidy. Her big queen sized bed sits in the middle of her perfectly colour coordinated bedroom. She has a photo of her and Kyle on her bedside table. I pick it up and stare at the smiling couple. I put it down before I throw it in anger. I notice a small box on her dresser. It is silver with pink rhinestones on it. It looks valuable. I wonder what's inside. As I open the lid I am faced with the memory of what once existed. I hold in my hands a small gold chain bracelet. I had one, she had one. Exactly the same. Our parents gave one to me and one to Emily when I was around 9 and she was like 6 years old. I can remember that day. Emily and I were actually friends. We would build forts together, played in the sand pit, laughed and did what normal kids did. It wasn't until I grew up and she developed a fear of bugs, dirt and all things that wern't clean that we had nothing in common. That's when we started fighting with one another, yelling at each other and never talking and anything. I miss the old her. "I can't believe she kept this' I whisper quietly to myself.
Although I hate who she has become, I miss her.
It's Wednesday morning and Kim's here to pick me up. As I walk down stairs, I realized I actually put effort into my appearance today. I'm wearing light denim skinny jeans, an over-sized knit and my trusty combat boots. My long hair sat in loose waves and my lips are a nice peach colour. I never really wear makeup but today I was feeling in the mood for it. I put a thin coat of mascara on my lashes and some powder over my skin. Although I tried to cover up my freckles on my nose, they never go away so I just let them be. As I open the front door, instead of seeing Kim's happy face, I see one that I defiantly wasn't expecting.
"Hey, Sammy" Kyle says in his beautiful voice. I notice him look at my body real quickly. He's probably just surprised because he's never seen me like this.
"Kyle, hi, what are you doing here?" I ask both surprised and extremely excited
"Well, I'm just here to (one) take you to school because Kim called me and said she has to take care of Jackson today because he is sick and her parents are out. She needs me to take you to school, which don't get me wrong is a complete pleasure and (two) I wanted to see the most gorgeous brunette."
Did he just say that or am I hearing things. He's so sweet but then I remember the one horrible fact that ruins the moment. By the way, Jackson is Kim's 11 year old brother.
"Well lets hear you say that in front of Emily" I laugh secretly annoyed that he continues to flirt with me but he is dating Emily. I can tell that comment got to him but he needs to know that he can't flirt with other girls in a relationship, but don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining because he's flirting with me and Emily's the one who will get hurt so.
As Kyle drives us to school, He looks so gorgeous. He is wearing a dark blue shirt and black jeans. I don't know a lot about fashion but he looks good. His hair is messy as usual. He looks over at me and asks "What's on your mind?"
I couldn't tell him what actually was on my mind so I told him about a book I had read on the weekend. Kyle and I both share a passion for reading so we talk about this a lot. His favourite book is "The Weakest Hour". His Grandfather gave it to him when he was 15 years old and it's been his favourite ever since. I remember when we first told each other things like that.
When Kyle pulls up into a park close to the entrance of the school I notice people staring. Seriously people need to get the own lives. Haven't you ever seen two people come to school together, then I realize. Emily is standing with her 'possie' while they watch me get out of Kyle's car. I hate how she does this. She hates the fact that Kyle and I are friends but there's nothing she can do about it. As we walk over to them I give Kyle a hug to make her mad and go to grab my books for first lesson. When I look back I see her yelling and arguing with him. Although I feel bad that he has to go through this, I don't know why he puts up with his devil of a girlfriend. He's probably going to get lots of crap on the weekend at the party because Kim and I are going with him. As cliche as this sounds I wish he would just break up with her and be mine already.
