"I bet you'll never guess what I got you for your birthday!" Kelly cheered merrily.
I just stared into the mirror at the strange girl sitting before me; her skin was whiter, her stomach smaller, and her eyes a blue lifeless dull. I hate myself. It's my birthday my nineteenth birthday and all I want to do is curl up into a ball and cry. Unfortunately for me I couldn't even do that. My dad decided to let Bianca throw me a birthday party. If it wasn't bad enough that I had to celebrate my birthday but I had to celebrate it Bianca's way.
"Hello? Earth to Cassandra!" Kelly shouted.
I blinked shaking my head, "Sorry."
"Don't move your head I'm still trying to curl it," Kelly commanded.
I rolled my eyes, I didn't want to look pretty or anything I wanted to sit at home, watch movies, and eat a tube of ice cream. Instead Kelly insisted she would curl my hair, do my make-up, and pick out my outfit for tonight. It gave her something to do for some reason she was acting weird and kind of nervous. I didn't know what was going on but I let her I know I'm older than her and have learned to do my own make up but I think Kelly enjoys doing it because dressing up is something you do with sisters and Kelly has always wanted a sister; even though sisters don't keep secrets from each other.
"Okay you going to tell me what's wrong with you or do I have to ask?" I finally asked.
"Um..." Kelly paused staring at my hair.
"Kelly," I pushed.
Kelly bit her lip then blurted out, "So the guy I'm supposed to marry is going to be at your birthday and I'm nervous about you meeting him."
I furrowed my brow, "Why would you be nervous?"
"Because...um...he's my future spouse and I want you to like him," Kelly squeaked.
I just looked at her weird even more. Okay then.
Kelly put down the curler, "Done!"
I stared back into the mirror I still only see a sad looking weak girl in the mirror.
"You're beautiful!" Kelly announced.
I stared down at my pale skin, no I'm not I'm a horrible human being who destroys lives.
"Now time for your make-up!" Kelly exclaimed, "Oh and you still haven't guessed what I got you for your birthday!"
"A pony?" I guessed gloomily.
"No silly," Kelly giggled, "Guess again."
"A unicorn," I guessed again.
"Oh come on your not even trying! Try harder!" Kelly commanded.
I groaned somebody help me all this joy and pretending is going to kill me.
Three hours later we were in a big art gallery celebrating my birthday. I know talk about the worst birthday party idea ever; an art gallery. It's not that I don't like or appreciate art I just don't want to have my birthday party at one. A long with a bunch of strangers; people from dad's work. The only plus side was mom and Sophie showed up; it felt like ages since I'd seen them.
Right now as we speak Sophie was talking Tanner's and I's ears off.
"My bedroom is the coolest it's got a giant bed, a TV, videogames..." Sophie continued on and on.
Mom walked up behind Sophie laughing, "Are you telling your siblings about our new house?"
"Duh," Sophie said.
Mom smiled at me, "You'll have to come check it out Cassandra your dad did a pretty good job at finding a house big enough for all of us plus extra."
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An Arranged Marriage Will I Love Him?
أدب المراهقينCassandra Draper was abandoned by her father at age nine. For nine years her family has struggled, Tanner her brother was taken away and hasn't seen him for years. Her mom, sister, and herself live a poor life struggling everyday to stay together. T...
