Christy's POV
The exam is finally over,but my nightmare hasn't been over yet. We'll get out reports cards few days later. And if I am not good enough,I will be sent to the hail,honestly. Leaning my head on the locker,I hear people chatting. They all are planning what they're going to do since we'll graduate a week later.
Graduation.
Lots of people around me know what universities they want to apply;some of them have even sent out the applications. Lora is going to apply an Choreography School,which most of my friends are going to as well.
And Harry. He doesn't tell me which he's gonna apply. He always says that he hasn't decided yet,but I know he just wants me to get over it.
And Mark. Nothing is heard from him. I don't know what he's gonna study or what university he's going to. What if we accidentally apply on the same school? Okay,maybe I worry too much. He is going to take his dad's company.
Speaking of that,I haven't heard from my parents since they left. Things happened recently were too rapid to catch on and I even forget to call my parents if they're alright. I roughly take out my phone from my bag,dialing mom's number.
No one answered.
I try calling again but I get the same. I keep telling myself that they both are fine,that they're okay.
"Christy!" Lora sings it and walks to me.
"Hey! What's up?" I smile,putting my phone back to the bag.
"Your birthday is tomorrow!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!" Lora claps her hands excitedly.
"Okay,enough,Lora. It's not a big deal." I roll my eyes.
"Are you serious? It is a big deal. You're going to be 18!" Lora says.
"Is there anything special of being 18?" I huff.
"Yes! You can go into the pubs directly!"
"Ugh. You know I don't like those kinds of places." It's true. I don't like the places where are many people drugging,smoking or drinking.
"I know. I'm just saying. Anyway,I'll throw a big party for you!" Lora screams. She looks more excited than I do.
"Lora,seriously,I don't want a big party. Just some of my close friends come to my house,that's enough." I roll my eyes. Lora frowns. "Come on. I am the birthday girl."
"Fine,but I will plan it all."
"Fine...."
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"It's your birthday,babe. I totally agree with Lora." Harry grins.
"Since when you've been on her side?" I roll my eyes.
Harry shrugs. "By the way,am I invited?"
"I don't know. Ask Lora. She is planning it." I roll over to lie my stomach on bed.
"Whether or not,I won't miss my girlfriend's birthday." Harry gets closer to me. I keep silent,burying my face into the sheet. "What's wrong?" He wraps his arm around me.
"Nah. Just thinking about tomorrow will be a huge disaster." I turn my face so I can face him.
"I'm sorry?" He narrows.
"Those media,ugh. They always want to know how I celebrate my birthdays. They comes every year. Every,year." That's why I choose to stay at my house this year. Every time we went to restaurants,it all ended up leaving with lots of paparazzi. Although my friends always tell me that it's alright,it's not my fault,I still feel guilt.
