Alone for so Long.

Chapter 2: Dinner

Finally school is over. I hated today, well I hate everyday knowing that I have nothing to look forward too. I rush out of school and run all the way home.

Troy and his family are still unpacking. Most of the trucks have left, but there's still a couple more. I could help them. That would be the neighborly thing to do. I decide not to because I probably would bother him.  I bother everyone.  Knowing my parents, they would probably punish me for helping someone out.

I walk inside the house and go to my room. I go onto my bed and start my homework.  Well next weeks homework.  See I'm a nerd.  It's not like I have anything better to do, though I am going to a party tonight to escape the world.

About five minutes later I hear my mom yell to me. "Carolina! We are having guest over so don't act  stupid. Put something decent on."

I go to my closet and grab a black dress.  That's as decent as it gets.  My sister thinks black is a "goth" color so she gave it to me. I like the dress. It goes to my knees and is long sleeves. It hides some of my battle scars. . .

I go downstairs. I actually get to eat dinner with my family. They never let me eat with them. They make me take it up to my room. I'm surprised they even let me eat the food they cook.

I sit at the end of the table. My sister is giving me the 'death glare'

"You shouldn't even be eating with us," She whispered.

"Well I what guess? I am," I snap back.

Woah where did that come from? I never back talked or snapped at her before.

"What did you just say?" Bea screeched.

She raised her hand like she was going to slap me.  I flinched back.  The door bell rings. 

Bea automaticly pulls her arm back.  I still have the bruises from last night.

"You're lucky there here. . ." Bea hissed.

Thank you Lord for door bells! My mom opens the door. I see Troy. I guess we are having the new neighbors over. Of course they are! I'm so stupid. . .

We all sit down. Troy sits beside of me. He smiles at me and I smile back. I smiled a real smile. Wow I haven't had one for 3 years.

My mom made chicken with a salad on the side. To be honest my mom is a great cook. I would tell her if she ever stopped yelling at me.

I learned that Troy is my age. They moved here for Troy's dads work. It turns out he works for my father. The whole time my parents talked how Bea was 'perfect' and about her 'perfect grades' and 'perfect everything'. Not a word about me. I guess Troy's mom noticed.

"What about Carolina? You must have something good to say about her. She seems great." I wish Troy's mom was my mom.

"Well she.. Well she... Well uh she did..." My dad stuttered.

"She is smart." My mom said.

My eyes get wide.  I never heard a compliment from my mom before. That's new. I looked around the table to my mom. I see true honesty in her eyes. I can't believe it. It was a real compliment.

"She gets tremendous grades and she is amazing at math." My mom kept going.

"That is delightful!" Troy's mom said.

"Do you do any sports?" I asked Troy. I wanted the conversation going.

"I do actually. I play football and baseball." He explained.

Troy and I were talking about sports the whole time. Bea kept trying to come into the conversation but she would end up getting frustrated because Troy didn't bother listening to her.

When dinner was over Troy's family left. I walked up the stairs to my room. I change into a mini skirt and a half shirt.  I do my make-up the usual way.  I curl my hair and put half of it up.

I open my black heavy drapes and see Troy looking out of his window. His bedroom is directing beside me. He smiles and opens his window. I do the same.

"Where are you going?" He asked me.

"Well I guess a party?" I say nervously.

"Why?" He asked.

"I need to relax, I guess." I explain.

"You can talk to me if something if bothering you." He expained.

I nod and change into my pajamas.  For the first night in months, I didn't go to the party.

We talk for hours about life, movies, and books. We talked about The Hunger Games the most. He loves the series. I do too! He is perfect! We say good night to each-other. I close my window and fall asleep thinking about Troy.