Lost In The Dark

Chapter 5

It has been a full week since that godawful dinner and life changing confession but surprisingly, my life has been uneventful since.

I was actually enjoying the peace because some part of me knew it was the calm before the storm. How right I was.

After the whole 'disappearing' thing, nothing else happened so it pretty much skipped my mind that my dead mother was supposedly a fairy.

I woke up, ate food, went to school, sat through boring classes, came back home, slept, ate food, slept again, repeat! That... was my life cycle.

Whoever left the note in my locker had not owned up so I also boxed that up in my mind and threw it in a dark corner not be remembered. M&M avoided me most of the time, only giving me the stink eye here and there.

In conclusion, the week was very boringggggg!!!
No drama AT ALL! Not even in drama class.
I'm not wishing evil for anyone but not even a public break up or a scandal to keep the school buzzing.

Imagine my excitement when Claire finally decided to throw a party.
I'm not a fan of parties but any opportunity to get out of my house that doesn't involve school right now, I cling to it for dear life.

Claire fits into the mold of your cliché cheerleader. She's really not mean to anyone, very friendly and overly energetic but she could switch up on you real quick. Safe to say Claire is super popular and knows loads of people with no real friends.

Did I mention that Claire is Diane's twin? As in, Diane my best friend? Guess not.

When I got home after another boring day, I took a nap. The party was starting by 8 so I had enough time to get ready.

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It wasn't even surprising that Claire threw the party at the beach. Picking an outfit proved extremely difficult for me. Like a lot of other girls out there, I'd pick dressing comfortably over dressing stylish.

I had the fashion sense of a penguin or panda, very monotonous. I grabbed a pair of grey sweatpants with a baggy shirt and fixed my fanny pack comfortably on my waist. Making sure to carry my phone and money in case of an emergency, I started towards the door so I could leave.

Aunt Lola gave me a strange look as I was leaving.
"Where are you going dressed like that?"

I shrugged.
"A beach party. Any problem?" I answered smiling sheepishly.
Aunt Lola is a fashion icon. She has the fashion sense of a teenager while I dress like a grandma. Don't judge.

"Not dressed like that you aren't."
She said, grabbing me by my bag as she dragged me to my room.
She started ransacking my wardrobe, throwing clothes here and there. One flew to my right as another landed close to my bathroom door.

"Aunt Lolaaaaa..."

A polka dotted legging flew to my left.

"...nobody is even going to notice what I wear."

A black full length gown flew to my right.

"It's not like I'm going for a beauty pageant."

A wool sweater hit me smack in the face.

I whined even though she wasn't listening to me.

"Ahaaa I found it!"
She exclaimed happily as she held up a pink and white sundress that I bought when I was 14. I had not worn it for about two years since it was way above my knee and that was wayyy out of my comfort zone.

"Lols mama, are you encouraging me to show some skin?"
I asked her jokingly as I attempted to wiggle my eyebrows.

"Pair that lovely dress with your gold sandals and go for your party. At least now you don't look like a homeless person."
She said completely ignoring my question as she grabbed my bag and threw me out the door. Literally.