Umpteen Disadvantages of Being Awesome

Disadvantage 6 - Emotional Drama

Disadvantage 6 - Everybody just expects you to deal with their emotional drama because 'awesome' people are chilled out. And can deal with everything.

"Bye Alan." I waved my hands after getting off from his car and turned towards the door. It has been a week since my first practice and we stay back in school every day after which Alan drops me.

On reaching the door, I look back to find him and his car still there. After giving him a warm smile I enter my currently empty house. I have told him like millions of times not to wait till I get inside but no sir- he won't budge. Its not like in the twenty steps difference from his car to the door someone can kidnap me or anything. I even carry a Swiss knife just in case you know something does happen. Or I can say I just have this fetish for Swiss knives.

I heed head first to the fridge, take out my plate of lasagna, put it in the microwave. Okay Beck, you got thirty seconds to go to your room upstairs and dump all the things in hand. One-two-three go..

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Hah! By the time I thundered down the stairs, I still had five seconds left. God, I know you are really happy with me as a creation. I wonder why you stopped making more ? Right to make me the one and only. Narcissist much ? Very much.

I stop the microwave at exactly one. Nopes, not to feel like a bomb diffuser but 'cause that beeping noise is fucking annoying. I mean urgh! Taking out my platter, ready to gorge myself on some heavenly deliciousness. I take my extra things and go to my happy place. My paradise. My room.

See usually when we picture a room, of a girl actually, we think of pink-purple walls with teddy bears everywhere. Tidy beds and clean study tables. Huge closet and bathroom stacked with all kinds of products. But that's not actually the truth, at least not for me.

The best thing about my room is, that my bed is pushed towards the wall and I have a switch board near the head of my bed. I mean wow! That is bliss. There is this window on the exact opposite wall which can also be called the back wall. There are small gaps between houses so there's sort of a small path on the backside of each house.

Other than that, I have small joint bathroom which honestly has nothing ( from products I mean ) except a face wash and a cream. I'm not even sure about the cream.

I put down the plate on the table which is at the head of my bed and nearly jump on my cushiony mattress. Man .. nothing compares to lying down on bed after such a hectic day!

I quickly put my phone to charge, taking the plate and my laptop on the bed, I find my comfortable spot and settle in.

Alan had asked me to view a few dance videos. It's been a week but I have come to know a lot of things about him. Maybe cause I've been spending half of my day with him.

He is kind of unusual I'd say. He is this gentleman with a rebellious side. He's not exactly cocky, I mean no one can call themselves that after befriending me. He loves to laugh and smiles all the time. That is one really great feature about him. He's sarcastic and funny too and wouldn't back off from the round of witty liners we usually have. Not like we decide a winner. He'll irritate me, pick on me, make me tug my hair but then he is the same guy who'll teach me a single step ever so patiently. Step by step and then appreciate me when I finally get it right even after being told to correct the mistake for the hundredth time. He every time, every friggin' time asks me if I'm hungry and I reply with the same 'I'll go home and eat.'

He's also a friend of Racheal now. One day in the morning she was late and her car broke down in the middle of the street ( near school only ) and Alan parked his car and went and helped her with getting it till the parking somehow. In the recess he even went with Ms. Rain to get it fixed in a nearby garage and that's how *DrumRolls* their friendship bloomed.