CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5_

It's a Sunday morning, I feel happy but I don't know why. Must have had a nice sleep. I get up from bed and to the bathroom, I brush my teeth in order to clear the morning breath. I'm singing 'Drunk by Ed Sheeran' definitely a good morning mood. I take a cool shower enjoying every single bit of the water that pours down on me, I take so much time in the shower planning ahead of the things I will do during the day with Nicki.

I pick my black short and a white tank top and put it on for breakfast. As I step out of my room reality dawns on me. I'm not in good terms with my parents but in order to have a good day I try to take my mind off it and yes this works some magic for me because I feel a little lighter.

I see mum in the walk way, I greet her like old times and make my way to the kitchen.

'You're up already' - dad says, I nod my head and give him one of my best fake smiles then take a seat on one of the tables.

I put some cereals in my plate, pour in water and mix it up. Mum brings some cookies and freshly baked chocolate to the table . I grab some for myself rushing over my breakfast I do my best to ignore all conversations even though my parents are trying so hard to make me join the conversation. I win over my parents this time because I do not alter a word despite all of their trials. With this I feel a sense of achievement as I stand up to prepare against the day with Nicki.

Feeling fulfilled for giving my parents a taste of their own medicine I decide to dress up and wait for Nicki's call.

I'm putting on a purple free gown. Its quite short but I don't mind anyways, a little freedom to do my shit doesn't hurt that much besides I'm already punished for not doing anything _staying out late_ not a big deal if you asked me afterwards there are families in whom their kids do whatever and won't even be questioned for doing so not like I'm even sleeping with guys or anything.

Sophie!...get your ass down here it's time to go have some fun babbeee I hear Nicki scream from down the living room. This girl never gets it, my parents are home and she knows they hate her guys but she still keeps pulling their legs.

I grab a white sneakers from my shoe rack then get my white jean jacket from my wardrobe and hurry down the stairs to meet up with Nicki in order for her to reduce the volume of noise which she is creating.

Nicki sees me and is drowling on herself so I snap a finger at her and she is back, good!!

How we are dressed in the same kind of dress I don't know but we never made any plans arrangements to dress this way, wow!!! _best friend goals, you can add that to your list best friend achievement...you know like picking the same outfit for an outing without plans_ my subconscious never really knows when to and when not to mock me or play some silly jokes but I ignore it and follow behind Nicki.

Nicki heads towards the beach direction, we have a nice walk from the park down to the edge of the ocean with a little bag which Nicki had brought along with her while discussing on some random topics, going topic after topics until we come to a total stop.

Putting down the little but big bag down, I start to unpack. Its content isn't much, a big blanket suitable for picnics, two beach hats, swim suits, some candies well packed with a box of cookies. Nicki arranges the content of the little bag as I give each content to her. We are still on some random topics when Dan and Molly approaches us with three other people (two good looking boys and one pretty girl who looks more like a slut) whom I'm not familiar with their faces but it isn't the same for Nicki as she is already involved in a conversation with the girl.

Our little outing isn't as bad as I thought it would be with some company aside that of my best friend alone. I feel a bit of jealousy around me with the way Nicki is swirling and talking to Abbie, the girl who looks like slut more than any slut I have actually met myself or in the movies. It hurts that Nicki talks to me in this manner _maybe she doesn't see you as a best friend , perhaps she just see's you as one hopeless and lonely boring girl who happens to be involved in her life or she thinks less of you but just tries to be there for your unfortunate self_ the thought of this alone being true hits me real hard that with all efforts to ignore such thoughts refuses to work.

I excuse myself from the group with an excuse I want to receive some fresh air and also check out what the ice creams over here tastes like. I'm shocked that no one is even interested but then again it hurts more that Nicki isn't even interested in where I'm heading to. _more like no one cares whether you are there or not_

I have spent more than two hours on my own but yet no calls or any messages coming from Nicki or anyone in that little group _sucks right?? Get a social life so that you won't have to feel any of this hun_ I indeed really need to get a social life and I will do just that rather than letting anyone decide how I get to feel.

Not even Nicki I wish.

With this I ring Nicki up on the phone and asks that she calls me just when she is ready to leave, not waiting for any words from her I hang up, If she had what to say she would have rang me up to tell.