Let's start right where we left off last week.
"And you know htat
because of organic chemistry," I said.
"Yeah of course,"
Amy said caressing a book cover.
"You're nuts, let's
eat," I said.
There was no way she was
honest with me and that was bothering me a little because I could
have been honest with her. I could have told her about the travel and
Fin and Alex who were the same and everything. I felt like I needed
someone to talk too and the only person I could think of were in an
other universe, or my seven year old brother. I used to have a best
friend but it turned out that as much as she was my best friend I
wasn't hers and her real best friend didn't like me much around so it
ended up like one of us had to be out of the picture and of course it
had to be the girl who can't stay conscious for an entire birthday
party and has to ruin it by being rushed by her mother to the
hospital. Not to say that my mother was the only parent present who
wouldn't live the kid room. So yeah, I could have used a friend but I
thought Amy was trying a bit too hard to be mine and that wouldn't
do. You don't get people to like you just by trying hard. In my book,
either they like you or they don't and if they don't trying hard
would piss them of. Amy was trying hard. I kind of liked her thought
but it felt like a lie so I wasn't ready to share everything with her
which was a shame really. The thing is, I liked her a bit better
before, when she was the party type because somehow she seemed to
have everything I didn't. She had the cool twin brother and the
fashion and she was to have all the cool people to be around and the
fun, all the fun I only dreamed of. And it turned out somehow that it
got all messed up. Because except for the cool brother who annoyed me
at time even though I tried not to be annoyed by him, the rest was
all gone. It was as if Amy had erased her entire personality to fit
with me. I had problems with my mother and it turned out that she had
trouble to and now I was studying and she was doing it to, the same
way. It was nice that I could help her that way but I felt like it
was going to back fire. In general when people do a lot of things to
please you, they expect you to act on in return. Amy couldn't have
changed from not studying to the study queen in one night. It had to
back fire. I knew why Alex had been worried now. He had probably seen
it coming all along. Before Amy had tried to please her parents and
now that she had fought with them, I was second on the line.
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