#ForeverAlone

Chapter 6

I hadn't realized it was the afternoon when I woke up. Having it pitch black in my room except for my fairy lights, made it kind of hard to tell time of day. I snapped my eyes open and reached blindly for my phone. Holding it above my face, I was able to read the blurry numbers. The time said 5:30 pm. I gasped and jumped up. "Oh my god! I still have to get an outfit for this party!" I yelled to myself before practically throwing myself towards my closet. I rummaged around through my closet, feeling as if I had just lost something near and dear to me. I threw a pair of skinny jeans onto my bed, followed by a pair of grey vans, and a kinda cute blouse. The party starts at eight, and is supposed to end at twelve.

"Alright, now all I have to do is get ready." I quickly rushed to the bathroom to take a shower. After I took my shower, I dried my hair and put on my clothes. Then, I plugged in my curler. While it wears heating, I started putting on my 'makeup' which was really just mascara and acne cream. I began to curl my hair with the curler; I want to look at least a little cute for this party. I unplugged the curler and ran back to my room. Picking up my phone, I saw it was now 6:24 pm. I sighed loudly, exhausted from rushing around. My phone began to ring, it was Joanie.

"Hello?" I spoke into the phone.

"Hey! Are you getting ready for that party?" She asked me, sounded eager.

"Yeah, I just finished. Why?"

"Oh, I was just wondering if you were actually going to go. Think you're going to see Josh?" She asked.

"Well duh, he's Marsha's boyfriend. Of course he's going to be there." I told her and rolled my eyes, though I knew she couldn't see me.yet that was the point.

"Yeah yeah, anyways, I was just wondering... Oh, and just remember," Joanie was smirking now, I knew her that well. "Be yourself." She held in a snicker.

"You mean.. My internet self?" I asked her curiously.

"Uh.. Yeah sure! Whatever works.. Make friends, tell funny jokes, you know, what you do on the internet. Well, gotta go now. Call me later!" She hung up the phone.

"Huh, never thought about that before. Worth a shot." I told myself and shrugged. I slipped my vans on my feet and grabbed my phone, slipping it into my jeans' pocket. "Well.. Time to get going I guess." I have to admit, I am pretty nervous about this whole party thing. I mean, what if it turns out to be one of Marsha's cruel jokes? I'll be even less popular. Grabbing my satchel bag, I made my way down the stairs and out to my car. When I got in my car I sat and looked at the address on the invitation. "Ugh.." I leaned my head forward and rest it on the steering wheel.