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"Good party last night?" Mom asked, clattering into the living room with her high heels.
"How'd you know we had a party last night?" Me and Gerard asked, mouths wide open. We'd spent all morning cleaning the house, it was totally spotless.
Mom held a piece of paper. It said 'Just Enter' "I'm assuming you put this up because your music was too loud?"
"Not necassarily," Gerard said uncertainly "We just didn't want the hastle of always opening the door."
"Well I had a few complaints off the neighbours," Mom told us, looking slightly amused "And they certainly weren't impressed."
"We're sorry," I told her though I knew Gerard certainly wasn't sorry and Hayley was too busy feeling sorry for herself to say sorry to our Mother "But you know what teenagers are like..."
Mom raised her eye-brows "Was there any alcohol?"
"For like two minutes," Gerard said "But I took control of the situation."
I rolled my eyes. He did no such thing.
"Any under age you-know-what?"
"Mom," Gerard laughed "You can say the word sex you know. We're not five anymore."
"Okay, was there any under age sex?"
Gerard smirked at the word sex. I rolled my eyes again. How immature can you get? "No, of course not." I re-assured Mom.
"Well, we don't think there was..." Gerard laughed "It was a pretty amazing party!"
"There wasn't!" I said firmly "Mom I know exactly what happened last night. There was no sex. I promise."
"Okay..." Mom said "Gerard, can you come and do the dishes please?"
"But-"
"No but's! And Mikey, can you go and see if your sister's okay?"
I didn't argue and I didn't complain. Why am I so good all the time? Maybe this is why girls don't like me. I always hand my homework in on time, never argued with teachers/my parents/anybody... Oh my god, I'm boring!
I tapped timidly three times on Hayley's bedroom door "Hayley, are you okay?"
"Fuck off!" Hayley yelled "It's your fault! Now Bert's going to hate me forever!"
I pushed open the door a little and poked my head round. Hayley threw a book at my face. It was a hardback with at least 300 pages. It damn hurt.
I closed the dor again but said "Hayley, why do you think he was so keen?"
"Because he liked me!"
"And if he really liked you he should still like you now."
"No, he's going to think my entire family are over protective and creepy!"
"But it's not your family he's interested in. It's you. And anyway he's too old for you."
"Leave me alone Mikey! You're just jealous that someone's interested in me because no one will ever be interested in you!"
I gave up then and went to my bedroom. I threw myself onto my bed with my head in my pillow. What Hayley said upset me but it was kind of true. I wasn't jealous obviously. But I knew no one would ever be interested in me.
I went to turn over my pillow because it was starting to irritate me when I noticed a small white envelope with Mikey written on it in cute, pink hand-writing. I ripped open the envelope and pulled out the little note.
Dear Mikey,
I loved the party, thanks for the invitation. I really like you :)
Love
And as most girls do, she didn't leave her name. She left a little code for me to figure out. After the word love was a small drawing of a bunny.
We all ate dinner in silence. Hayley was mad at me and Gerard for scaring Bert off last night. Mom was mad at me and Gerard for upsetting Hayley though if she knew why, she would soon get mad at Hayley. And Gerard was mad at me because he's convinced that I've taken his favorite Misfits tee-shirt. I certainly have not.
The silence started to get on my nerves so I stated "On the bright side, we don't have school tomorrow."
"I'm not ever going back to school," Hayley mumbled, too quiet for Mum to hear "Bert will think I'm a total loser."
"I've got homework to catch up on," Gerard said miserably "Though I might go out with Aubree for a bit."
"And I've got work." Mum told me, looking a little annoying.
I didn't bother telling anyone my sunday plans. They didn't want to hear them. Is this what my life has become? Wondering whether a small shy girl named Bunny likes me and sitting here depressed while my entire family hates me? Sad life really.
After dinner, washing up and avoiding another arguement with my siblings, I went upstairs to hide in my bedroom. I sat at my computer and switched it on to check my emails. I had three of them.
The first was off Erin. A stupid chain message about if I don't forward it on to twelve people in seven minutes, a ghost will appear in my bedroom, rape me and I'll die. I replied with 'What if I don't know 12 people? Does this cause a problem?'
The second email was off Eddi. She said she liked the party, was Gerard really okay with the fact that she came over and when was the next party?
I emailed back to tell her I liked it too (Half lie, half truth), Gerard was fine and I wasn't sure we were going to have one.
The third email was from an address that I didn't recognise. I didn't have them saved in my comtacts and the email address looked and sounded strange when I said it aloud. It was jackmyswag313@org.org
I clicked the message. There wasn't a message only an attachment. I sighed heavily "If you're a virus," I said out loud "I have virus protection on my computer. So that doesn't bother me. But if you're porn, I am SO reporting you..."
But I decided that I would click the link. To be brave. Yes, that's my idea of brave which just proves how much of a big wimp I truely am.
A picture flashed up on the screen and I turned bright red. It wasn't porn which was good. But I started to wish it had been something that I could just shake my head at in disgust, click off and report. This, was ten times worse.
I don't keep a diary, I don't know any boy who does. But sometimes when I'm feeling fed up or something really good/bad has happened, I get a random piece of paper and write down my thoughts. One of these pieces of paper was up on the screen.
And in my disgraceful handwriting was this...
Autumn will never like me. It's understandable because I'm really ugly and she's really pretty. Oh well, I can wait for her. So until she realises she loves me I'll have to stick to the second best thing. Kissing the back of my hand and pretending it's her.
"How'd you know we had a party last night?" Me and Gerard asked, mouths wide open. We'd spent all morning cleaning the house, it was totally spotless.
Mom held a piece of paper. It said 'Just Enter' "I'm assuming you put this up because your music was too loud?"
"Not necassarily," Gerard said uncertainly "We just didn't want the hastle of always opening the door."
"Well I had a few complaints off the neighbours," Mom told us, looking slightly amused "And they certainly weren't impressed."
"We're sorry," I told her though I knew Gerard certainly wasn't sorry and Hayley was too busy feeling sorry for herself to say sorry to our Mother "But you know what teenagers are like..."
Mom raised her eye-brows "Was there any alcohol?"
"For like two minutes," Gerard said "But I took control of the situation."
I rolled my eyes. He did no such thing.
"Any under age you-know-what?"
"Mom," Gerard laughed "You can say the word sex you know. We're not five anymore."
"Okay, was there any under age sex?"
Gerard smirked at the word sex. I rolled my eyes again. How immature can you get? "No, of course not." I re-assured Mom.
"Well, we don't think there was..." Gerard laughed "It was a pretty amazing party!"
"There wasn't!" I said firmly "Mom I know exactly what happened last night. There was no sex. I promise."
"Okay..." Mom said "Gerard, can you come and do the dishes please?"
"But-"
"No but's! And Mikey, can you go and see if your sister's okay?"
I didn't argue and I didn't complain. Why am I so good all the time? Maybe this is why girls don't like me. I always hand my homework in on time, never argued with teachers/my parents/anybody... Oh my god, I'm boring!
I tapped timidly three times on Hayley's bedroom door "Hayley, are you okay?"
"Fuck off!" Hayley yelled "It's your fault! Now Bert's going to hate me forever!"
I pushed open the door a little and poked my head round. Hayley threw a book at my face. It was a hardback with at least 300 pages. It damn hurt.
I closed the dor again but said "Hayley, why do you think he was so keen?"
"Because he liked me!"
"And if he really liked you he should still like you now."
"No, he's going to think my entire family are over protective and creepy!"
"But it's not your family he's interested in. It's you. And anyway he's too old for you."
"Leave me alone Mikey! You're just jealous that someone's interested in me because no one will ever be interested in you!"
I gave up then and went to my bedroom. I threw myself onto my bed with my head in my pillow. What Hayley said upset me but it was kind of true. I wasn't jealous obviously. But I knew no one would ever be interested in me.
I went to turn over my pillow because it was starting to irritate me when I noticed a small white envelope with Mikey written on it in cute, pink hand-writing. I ripped open the envelope and pulled out the little note.
Dear Mikey,
I loved the party, thanks for the invitation. I really like you :)
Love
And as most girls do, she didn't leave her name. She left a little code for me to figure out. After the word love was a small drawing of a bunny.
We all ate dinner in silence. Hayley was mad at me and Gerard for scaring Bert off last night. Mom was mad at me and Gerard for upsetting Hayley though if she knew why, she would soon get mad at Hayley. And Gerard was mad at me because he's convinced that I've taken his favorite Misfits tee-shirt. I certainly have not.
The silence started to get on my nerves so I stated "On the bright side, we don't have school tomorrow."
"I'm not ever going back to school," Hayley mumbled, too quiet for Mum to hear "Bert will think I'm a total loser."
"I've got homework to catch up on," Gerard said miserably "Though I might go out with Aubree for a bit."
"And I've got work." Mum told me, looking a little annoying.
I didn't bother telling anyone my sunday plans. They didn't want to hear them. Is this what my life has become? Wondering whether a small shy girl named Bunny likes me and sitting here depressed while my entire family hates me? Sad life really.
After dinner, washing up and avoiding another arguement with my siblings, I went upstairs to hide in my bedroom. I sat at my computer and switched it on to check my emails. I had three of them.
The first was off Erin. A stupid chain message about if I don't forward it on to twelve people in seven minutes, a ghost will appear in my bedroom, rape me and I'll die. I replied with 'What if I don't know 12 people? Does this cause a problem?'
The second email was off Eddi. She said she liked the party, was Gerard really okay with the fact that she came over and when was the next party?
I emailed back to tell her I liked it too (Half lie, half truth), Gerard was fine and I wasn't sure we were going to have one.
The third email was from an address that I didn't recognise. I didn't have them saved in my comtacts and the email address looked and sounded strange when I said it aloud. It was jackmyswag313@org.org
I clicked the message. There wasn't a message only an attachment. I sighed heavily "If you're a virus," I said out loud "I have virus protection on my computer. So that doesn't bother me. But if you're porn, I am SO reporting you..."
But I decided that I would click the link. To be brave. Yes, that's my idea of brave which just proves how much of a big wimp I truely am.
A picture flashed up on the screen and I turned bright red. It wasn't porn which was good. But I started to wish it had been something that I could just shake my head at in disgust, click off and report. This, was ten times worse.
I don't keep a diary, I don't know any boy who does. But sometimes when I'm feeling fed up or something really good/bad has happened, I get a random piece of paper and write down my thoughts. One of these pieces of paper was up on the screen.
And in my disgraceful handwriting was this...
Autumn will never like me. It's understandable because I'm really ugly and she's really pretty. Oh well, I can wait for her. So until she realises she loves me I'll have to stick to the second best thing. Kissing the back of my hand and pretending it's her.
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