Never Be Alone

Girl Stuff

"Well?" Mickey prompts again.
"Shawn just texted her and-" Sara started to explain, but Mickey cut her off.
"Okay, stop please. I don't want any other details." He makes a funny face. We all laugh. Wow, just one meeting and I already have four friends. I look around the park. And a cute guy's phone number.
After awhile, the we parted ways and started to go home. My house wasn't far from the park, so I enjoyed the fresh air as I walked.
I get on to my street when I see a small bunch of 13 year olds pointing and whispering at me. I was about to walk in my drive way when they came across the rode to greet me.
"Hey, are you Tiffany Brooks?" A blond haired girl asked.
"Um, yeah. Why?" I was never greeted in the streets like this before so I was unsure about what to do.
"Well, I'm Rose. This is Jasmine. And that is Henry." Rose pointed to an African American girl and an Asian boy.
"Hello." I give my hand a small wave; they waved back.
"Can we have your autograph?" Henry asked.
"Sure. You got paper and something to write with, right?" I aksed.
"Yep." Jasmine pulled out a piece of paper while Henry pulled out a marker.
"So," I grab the items and sat down on the side walk. "Where are you guys from?"
"I'm from Canada, but my family moved here when I was 10." Rose anwsered.
"I was born in the U.S., but my parents are from South Africa." Jasmine swung her arms back and forth.
"Me too, but my parents were from China." Anwered Henry.
I finish signing the piece of paper and stood up. "Well, here you go. You guys get home safe." I waved goodbye and went inside the house.
"Sweety, you have to go with your father tomorrow for a record deal thing. He wants to introduce you to the NBT." Mom called from the kitchen.
"When are we going?" I walked in the long hallway towards the kitchen.
"Around noon." Mom replied. I stop dead in my tracks.
"But," I rushed into the huge kitchen. "Mom! That's when Your Life meeting is starting! I can't go with Dad!" A lump started to form in my throat.
"I know sweety, but this person we will be signing on is very promising. We hope to crush our biggest rival stuido - Island Records with that Shawn kid." Mom stirred something in the pot.
My stomach dropped. "Whatever! Where's Stacy?" Stacy is our family cook since my mom is a horrible chef and Dad is always busy.
"I let her take a few weeks off so she could go home to her family. She worked so hard this summer with the gatherings."
"Right, I forgot." I forced a smile and left without another word. I go up the long spiral staircase that lead to the 2nd floor. My phone chimes. I pull it out to see Sara texted me.
"Hey, wanna talk? -S.Mc."
"Ugh, yes! Something terrible had happened. -T.B."
"OMG, wat? -S.Mc."
"So my mom told me tht i had to go wth my dad to the record deal thng! @ noon! -T.B." A tear fell streamed down my cheek.
"Who is going 2 b signing the contract? -S.Mc."
"Idk, idc! Ths sucks. -T.B." There was a knock on my door. "Come in." I stated as I quickly wiped away the tears from my eyes. The door opens to reveal my dad.
"Hey, kiddo." Dad came over and sat on the door. "You alright for tomorrow?"
"Sure, Dad." I look into my dad's blue eyes. "Who are you signing on?"
"That's," Dad booped my nose. "A surprise!"
"Fine." A feigned a smile. Dad chuckles and leaves. I was fuming. It better be someone worth while. I go back to texting Sara. "Ths is so stupid! I asked him about who the NBT is and he said it was a surprise! -T.B."
"That's so stupid! Oh crud, i have to go to dinner! Talk later? -S.Mc."
"Sounds like a plan. :) -T.B."
"Toats! ;) -S.Mc." I put my phone on the nightstand and plopped back on my bed. I let my body sink into the queen size bed. Why? Why is this happening to me? Maybe I don't want to go.
I looked at my ceiling fan spinning around and around. I wonder if Shawn will ever ask me out? Whoa, Tiff. We should just be friends for a good few years.
There was another knock on the door again. "Come in." I sighed. The door opened. It was Stacy. "Stacy, I thought you went home to your family for a few weeks?"
"Well," Stacy pulled her sleek ginger hair into a pony tail. "Your mom called and told me you seemed upset. She wanted me to talk to you."
I rolled my eyes. "Why can't she talk to me?" I sit up to see our personal chef more clearly. "She's my mom."
"I offered to watch the food but she said that she wanted to practice so she could suprise you. Now," Stacy walks over to my bed and sits down. "Vent to me."
I rolled my eyes again but vented to her. I explained what happened from the meeting this afternoon all the way to this moment. "So, now I'm venting to you." I finished up.
"That was very eventful." Stacy patted my leg. "Feel better?"
"Yeah." I chuckled. "I wonder when supper is ready?"
"We should probaly check on her, huh?" Stacy stands up.
"Yeah." I stand up too, and as we walked out the door I here a chime of my phone.

End of Chapter 3

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