Together for now / Finn Wolfhard

Part 1 / Book Convention

"Sweetheart! You're gonna be late for school!" my mother shouted from downstairs.

"Mother, I'm going!" I shouted back.

I put my shoes on and grab my backpack with a loud groan. I grab my phone and quickly rush down the stairs. I step inside the kitchen and quickly grab a bowl of strawberries. I kiss my mother goodbye and leave out the front door. I move away from our front yard and make sure she can't see me. I quietly go to the backyard and wait for her to leave our home. I hear the keys to her car start and she drives out down the street. I sigh in relief and go back inside our home. I sigh in relief and go back up to my bedroom.

My mother just left to work and won't be home until late at night. I don't usually ditch school, but there's a book convention I HAVE to go to. I'm a straight A student either way, it doesn't hurt to miss one day. I put my backpack down and grab a few things to take. I have waited for this day to come for three months now and you have no idea how excited I am to go. My best friend Sarah was suppose to tag along but she isn't feeling well.

I have to do this alone whether I like it or not. My life has always consisted reading and just loving romance novels. Whether it has to do with photography or books, I'm completely in love with. I'm not the popular, very pretty, very talented kind of girl. I don't worry about looking pretty or even impressing guys right now. I'm stuck in this generation I don't belong in. When I read romantic novels, it's nothing compared to the world I live in now. Nothing is compared to what I read or wish to have. All guys want these days are pretty woman, sex, money, and more woman.

I'm focused on my photography and my reading. I'm not very interesting nor am I very pretty, but like I said, I don't care. All I care about at this point is getting my mother and I out of this town and moving somewhere I can actually enjoy being the person I am. I don't expect to find love at my age, but I'm really hoping I can find someone who's somewhat like me. To not care about this generation of ours, to not care about this 20th century and what this world has changed to. I just hope I'm not the one human who thinks this way. Their has to be someone right?

I look up at the clock and smile widely. I grab my hand bag and my camera. I grab my phone once again and head down the stairs. I grab the house keys, locking the door and making my way down the street. I take my earphones out and plug it to my iPhone. I scroll through my entire music and choose The 1975. I smile as "Somebody else" plays. This has to be one of my favorite songs to listen to. I put my phone away and sing along all the way to the bus stop. I patiently wait fifteen minutes for the bus and it finally arrives. The doors open and I get inside.

"Hello, Alison. Where are we up to now?" Bill raised his eyebrows.

"There's this book convention I have to go to. I promise this is the first and last time I ditch school," I laughed. He chuckles as he nods his head.

"Book convention it is then," he said. I sit on the first seat I find and put my earphones back on.

I lay my head by the window and see it's started to rain. The one thing I love about this town is the weather. I dislike the summer vibe. I'm more of a winter, cold, rainy type of weather. It's early December and the weather has been amazing to me. I'm a very odd girl, but that's what makes me, me.

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"Stay safe, Alison!" Bill shouted as I got off the bus.

"Will do, Bill," I responded. I begin to walk to the convention center and smile widely as people hurry to go inside. It's also raining so I'm guessing that's why. I open the door and go inside as my eyes began to go wide. A lot of people are here with big smiles, talking to one another, laughing as they speak to one another, just completely happy. I put my glasses on and began to look around. A comic stand catches my eye and I slowly walk towards it. I begin to look through and smile as it's really good.