I'm tired of being the only girl with no "problems". Everyone comes to me to complain about their life and I have no clue on how to help them... I just pretend to understand...

Everyone thinks I'm a close to perfect person because I have excellent grades and have a lot of friends. There are also people that know my name but I don't know them!

My family never asks me about school or how I'm doing but they're always complaining and fighting over stupid things. If I ask my mother for some money, she gives it to me without asking...

Sometimes I think they don't even care about me. I once asked my parents for hundred dollars. She gave me the money. No questions asked. I was furious, but I kept it in, like I always do. The next day, I didn't come home. I told some chick to let me stay in her house for a day, she agreed without asking why but was very ecstatic that I talked to her. Huh.

I had to deal with her babbling about school stuff and about how she heard so much about me while we walked together to her house, which wasn't as far from school as I thought.

"I'm not as great as you think I am." I blurted out suddenly as we prepared the bed to sleep.

"Hmm? I didn't quite hear you, can you repeat that?" she murmured, looking at me.

"Never mind, it wasn't... of importance..." I lied, climbing into bed.

"Oh... okay... Good night Jesse," She smiled at me and tucked into bed.

I felt sick. I didn't even know this girl's name, not even the first letter. I wanted to ask her for her name, but she was already lightly breathing in and out.

"Good night," I whispered to no one, before turning around with my back to her.

In the morning, the girl woke me up eagerly shouting excitedly about some nonsense about performance...

Ah.

"I'm so excited about your playing today Jesse! The whole school will hear your beautiful music! They'll all hear the school's legend!"

"Yea..."

"Is your family coming?"

"..."

"Jesse?"

"Oh. No..."

"We should invite them!" She began to walk away to get her a phone.

"Wait! It's alright, they have work." I lied.

"Even so! You should still invite them!"

"They wouldn't come... They're too busy working to pay for school," I lied again.

Truthfully, they'll never come to my concerts or field trips... They never have... or will...

HI, this is probably the first and last time I will write a story like this….. (I'll continue writing here with the help of my friend ;3)