Luke caught up to me. “There you are. Stella, I’m so sorry.” I noticed he’d put on a hoodie now that the air was getting crisper.
“It’s not your fault. I just feel so stupid.” I continued to walk away from Luke’s house, not knowing where I was headed. The rocky dirt path led up a small hill along a ridge. I could see some other homes, spread out in the distance, but at that point on the path, we weren’t close to any buildings. I enjoyed being away from people, in the open mountainside, at least at that moment.
“Stupid? Why?” he asked.
I stopped walking and looked up at him. How could I explain that the people around him made me feel so out of place? Or that his kindness actually made me believe I could be part of his world ? That is, until the glamorous celebrity part of that world caught up with me and threw me out.
“I don’t fit in with your world,” I said.