Stella Rose is a normal 17 year old girl. There's not much about her that isn't normal. She doesn't have a crazy popular girl coming at her. She doesn't have much of a cliche high school movie life. She's just Stella. Stella Rose. But maybe with a l...
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Saying that this dinner won't be awkward would be a fat lie.
I mean for my parents no.. for me? Hell yes.
I mean right now I feel very uncomfortable. All at the table as my mom and Claire make their ways to the table.
I did try to stay inside the car, but I was forced out. Yes, forced.
My mom and Claire sit down on their chairs and grab each other's hands.
I did try to sit as far away from Christopher as possible, but that also didn't turn out the way i wanted it to. As in, he's sitting right in front of me.
If i had the balls to kill myself right now, I would. No joke.
I take ahold of my fathers hand and keep my other hand down. Hopefully they won't notice.
"Stella take Chris' hand" I give my mom a look, but either she got it and doesn't care or she just didn't catch on she gives me one of her own looks. I sigh and reach my hand over.
Christopher takes my hand with his and looks down. See? Awkward.
My mom finishes whatever she was saying and I quickly let go of his hand.
We all start eating like any other dinner, and now we just wait for all the questions.
"So, Stella" Oh here we go. "How are you and Carter?" I almost choke on my noodle.
"Oh, uhm, we actually broke up" Her eyes widen and my mom looks at me.
"What? Why? I thought you two were good" I accidentally look over to Christopher. Yes accidentally. I didn't tell myself to. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.
I look back to Claire and my mom.
"Uhm, yeah, we just weren't meant for each other. It was mutual" I smile and look back to my spaghetti.
"Oh well do have anyone else in mind?" I awkwardly cough. I mean, I might.
I look up and see that Christopher is already looking at me. Stalker
"Uhm, no not right now" I mean it's not the truth but it's also not a lie.
"Oh, okay, sweetie" she starts having her own conversation with the adults and i take a sip of my water.
I wonder why Claire is so invested in my life.
Oh well
I look up again and Christopher is eating his spaghetti. He looks good today. He's wearing jeans and a hoodie. His hair is messed up at usual, but not the bad messed up. Damn
I watch him for awhile. I don't think I like him. I mean I can't. I just like kissing him. He's an asshole, but man can he kiss. I bite my lip to try and stop thinking about kissing Christopher.
