Stardust

1. The first night of December

Tonight, I was sit next to my stepmother and in front of my father. Around me, there was what everyone liked to call ''our family'', grandma, grandpa, aunt, uncle, cousins, Angel and Faith. And obviously Nick and Will, my two stepbrothers. Fact, when people get bored of something, or of someone, they replace it way too easily. Fact, people get bored easily. Fact, love isn't a serious thing, it's all fun and games until somebody fall in love. All around me I was hearing the noise created by the forks, the spoons and the dishes our manservants were washing. Everyone here seemed to be so happy, but I wasn't. I was pretending I was. I was smiling to be polite. Fact, if you smile enough maybe you'll make people believe you're happy. Maybe you will believe you're happy. I looked outside, from the huge window next to our door, and I could see the starry sky shining above us. I'm not in fond of stars, magic and all of this things related to thing that science can't explain. Basically I trust science more than myself. Why would I like stars ? They have been loved too much, I haven't been loved. In fact, I can't remember the last time I felt loved. Nick and Will only talk to each other, father is desperately in love with the witch he calls ''his other half" and I haven't seen mother since the divorce. I saw the luggage she kept at father's home weren't there anymore, I think she's gone to India, she always loved India. And there here I am, Aasha. The little girl, all alone, with the stars.