The Chatroom

Chapter 1

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"Hey, Sara do you wanna go over to my house?" "Sara! I'm having a party today, you wanna come?" I'm the popular girl at school. I'm the girl that everyone wants to be friend. I wasn't stuck up like you would think popular people were, that's the thing. I became popular because I was actually nice to people. I'm the person people come to for their problems. The person you call because your boyfriend dumped you and you need me to be over there with the chocolate and ice cream. Yep, that's me. But the truth is, it's not. That's who people think I am.

I'm really the girl that has the fake smile that has been plastered on her face everyday that it has become a regular thing. I hide the tears that I have been holding back from everyone. I wait until I get to my room to let everything  out. The tears come rushing down, the 'smile' that was plastered on my face turns to nothing. I just have the mascara running down my face. There is really no one who understands me. I have never told anyone anything. Not my boyfriend, my parents, or even my best friend. Well, I have told one person. I met him in a chatroom a few months back. 

I have told him everything. From the time where I had very little friends to where I am now. I talk to him everyday. We know more about each other than anyone else. I know you're probaby tnking. Wow she has so many friends at school yet she talks to someone that doesn't go to her school, probably and tells him everything. Well that's me. Sara Sebren.

Today is Friday which means everyone has parties, get togethers, and stuff like that. Which means I get constant texts and questions all day asking me if I wanna go to the party or to their house to hang out. I usually say yes, but today for some reason I didn't feel like going. I just wanted to go straight home. I took out my phone to see the usual texts 'Party at my house' 'Coming over today?' and of course my so called 'boyfriend' 'Sorry can't go over to your house this weekend I have to do something' Why am I not suprised? The only reason he dates me is so he can have the privelage of saying he's my boyfriend.