Honestly, it feels like it's been ages since I've just sat in the park alone. I miss it. I miss the way the breeze would tickle my cheeks and the smell of the grass. Trust me, it didn't stink like greenway. The atmosphere felt so soothing, so safe. See, not like greenway. I just wish I could pause everything so I could divulge myself in this moment forever.
But I can't.
I'm too busy plotting revenge. Well, trying. Okay fine, procrastinating!
I hate to admit this, but I really miss secondary. I miss my friends. I barely see Aura nowadays and I don't even know what Elisa does anymore. I really need to be in Aura's presence so she can allow her positivity to dance around me. I also need Elisa's presence to make me strive. I need Meredith's dedication and Selena's kindness to influence me to be the better version of myself. Of course, I need Tatia's quirkiness to allow myself to have hope. I never really took them for granted, did I? Damn I miss them.
I should've just stayed with Mads, why did I join some really dodgy spy group? I know I was bored, but still. You'd think I would be smart enough to turn the offer down. Or at least leave when they accused my friend of a crime.
Or maybe you didn't, maybe you knew how desperate I was for juice. That also makes sense, I admit.
I just can't help it, I don't know who I am anymore. I don't think I ever knew.
Oh well, there's no point of questioning life. I have to do something instead of complaining or worrying. Worrying does nothing but harm. There's so much more better things to do.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
My phone starts to vibrate in my pocket, startling me. Good timing though, I despise worrying.
Somebody is calling me, Amelia?
Sadly, my iPhone isn't allowing me to reject the call and I really don't want to not do anything. So I pick up.
"Yeah?" I say in a bored tone.
Does she know what just happened?
"I really need your help." Amelia pleads.
"Why me?" Confused and lost, I ask.
I can hear her taking a deep breath. "Because Carrie would freak and Ash wouldn't trust me anymore."
Oh, she doesn't know?
"Sure, I'll help." A devilish smile appears on my face.
"Wow, that's so unlike you!"
"Okay, fine. I'm hanging up now."
I don't actually try to hang up, I'm just teasing. She doesn't know that though.
"No! Hold on! So I lost the files, what do I do?"
"Get me Carrie and Ash's files." I sigh.
"Okay... Wait, what? Why?" She asks in a really confused tone.
I'm confused as well, what am I planning to do? I'm honestly not quite sure, but I need background information. This may be the only chance I get.
"You don't question help, you thank them." I snap.
"Oh, alright then. Where are you?"
"Dover park, near the trees on the left."
"I'll be there in half an hour."
"Alright."
She hangs up. Okay, so maybe I can find out why they organised this whole spy group to begin with, they couldn't have thought of it themselves. There must be somebody calling all the shots, who isn't Carrie.
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It's Only Gossip
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