.:Cassie:.
Walking to history was strange. I felt eyes on my back. I turned around but couldnt see anyone. Well I could see people, just not looking at me. I turned back and continued walking. Again, I felt eyes on me.
"Cas. Do you think Kyle even knows Im alive?" I turned to Stacey. Her black hair was bouncing around her head as she walked and her eyes were wandering in front of her; dreaming.
"Ofcorse he knows your alive, your round the house ALL the time, how can he not?"
Her eyes went sad. I knew what she was getting at.
"You really like him dont you?" She nodded her head. Think Cassie think. Say something. It was weird seeing Stacey so sad. Usually she would be so happy and bubbly. I sighed. I needed to choose my words carefully.
"He does know your alive Stace. I know how hard it is for you." Not really. Never seen a guy I liked or that liked me back. My love life went down the drain years ago. "Your a great person, smart, pretty, funny and if he can't see that then its his loss. Dont beat yourself up because you cant a guys attention." Man that was hard. I cant give advice. I like to try and im good at listening but advice.....big no no. I just hope that was good enough.
Stacey looked at me and smiled.
"Thanks Cas." She hugged me as we stopped outside our classroom. "For a girl who hasn't had any experience with love you know how to cheer someone up."
I looked at her.
"What are yo.."
"Ok class, find your seats."
Mr. Lankister, our history teacher, was standing at the door and trying his best to welcome us into the classroom. Good luck sir.
I walked into the room and took my seat, not wanting to finish the conversation between me and Stacey.
I got out my book and wrote down what was on the bored. Today will be slow...
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I opened the door to the house. Luckily for me Kyle was going round one of his friends houses,leaving the whole house and evening to me. He won't be back until tomorrow. WOOOO!!!!
I closed the door and finished my mental happy dance. An evening without Kyle. Its just going to be me, me and guess what......me! I dont like myself that much that Ithink im perfect because in all honesty, im not. Im just your average girl. Well kinda. Maybe and average with a bit of a messed up past....
I went to my room and got changed out of the horrid uniform and into black skinnies and a purple and whit stripped top. No need to cover up my scars tonight because guess what? No ones around!
******
I was enjoying the peacefulness of the tv until I heard the phone ring.
Ring.....
Nope. Im not ganna answer.
Ring.....
Still no. Im having me time. Every girl needs that right?
Ring.....
Stop ringing damn you!!!
Ring.....
.....
.....
Finaly, they gave up.
Ring......
Damn whoever is calling!!!
I reluctantly got up from the couch and picked up the phone.
"Hello." My voice sounded groggy from dryness and unwillingness to get up. Yeah, I dont get it either.
"Cassie!!!"
"Hey Stacey."
"We need to sort out an outfit for you fottomorrow night!"
"Can't I ju..."
"I'll be round in 10, bye!"
What? She'll be round in 10? Whatever happened to asking? Can we walk over to peoples houses now and enter without asking? God damn you girl! Thats just great. My whole evening ruined. I know she's my friend but .... well you know! We all need time to ourselves!
What am i supposed to do now? I guess all I can do is wait.
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Stacey was round at 5. And after nearly three and a half hours of trying on clothes; I didnt even know I had that many; we stopped for a break. A break! That means after the break. theres still more!
"I think you should wear the red skinnies and the Avenged Sevenfold top." Stacey said after we'd finished our drinks.
"With the grey skulled hoodie?" I dont know why I was asking. Im ganna wear it anyway!
"Hmmm....Yeah! You are going to look great!" She squealed.
And that was the last of our conversation about my oufit for the party.
We spent the rest of the evening watching horror films and talking like best friends do. But no matter how hard I tried, my mind always wandered to the party. Being in a room. With loads of people I don't know.
