Fed up or fed on

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Agitation was not my favorite feeling, I felt so angry. I literally felt angry to the point of just taking off and telling no one for a couple weeks. I hated everyone no one understood me, and I knew that because I couldn't understand myself.

When do we learn to grow up?

Do we ever grow up?

Or do we stay the same little brat we always were?

Ari stomped in the door slamming it shut behind her, followed by Journey and Kenny. Kenny looked rather agitated as he came in with a couple shopping bags. I smirked at how pathetic he looked, almost like a butler.

"What's everyone doing here?" I asked.

Ari came over to me grabbing me by the arm with excitement.

"We are going out, there's a new club we are going out." She said motioning Kenny to bring the bags.

"She is not going to be up to partying Ari." He said nearly throwing the bags at her. He gave me a look hoping I would agree I stared at Ari rummaging the bags wondering what the big deal was.

"I bought you an outfit, this will be fun. You can get away clear your mind." She nodded to herself pulling out a purple mini-dress, a dress that made me blush to even look at it.

"Ari, uh I love the color but no way." I said pushing it away from me.

"Your gorgeous, she's gorgeous right?" She said looking to Journey and Kenny, they both nodded looking as if they were being held at gunpoint.

"I'm not wearing that." I said.

"Why not, just try it on." She said tossing it at me.

"Because I'm not a hooker and because I don't like showing everyone that I'm a girl."

Kenny and Journey started laughing loudly giving Ari the eye, indicating they knew she was defeated. It would take a whole army to get me in that dress.

"Leggings, you can wear leggings, there in style and then you won't have to worry about any over exposure." She said heading up the stairs.

"What is her deal?" I asked turning to face Kenny who was leaned up against the couch arms crossed amazed by all this.

Journey stared at her nails uneasy.

"She thinks you want to become a grim, and she thinks if she takes you out to have fun and get over your issues, you will get that idea out of your head." Kenny said it all flying out so quickly I barely caught most of it.

I shook my head confused and irritated.

"Why would she think that?"

"I might have said something." He said drawing up his shoulders.

"Oh my god!" I screamed. "Could you guys make me anymore of a charity case, could you not think of me as a psycho all the time?"

Journey cleared her throat looking to Kenny for an answer, something that made it all better.

I stomped up the stairs not caring if I woke Evan up, not caring if I was close to ripping Ari's hair out of her head, the vision of tossing her off the balcony seeming nice.

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