Have you ever wondered what it's like to feel alone? To have nobody there even when you need them the most? This is what life was like for Mitchie Torres. It all started when she was 14 years old at music camp.
"Mom we have to go! I'm going to be late! Again!" Mitchie yelled from the bottom of the stairs up to her mom.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Connie Torres, Mitchie's mom, called down to her while mumbling off in Spanish at her daughter.
Mitchie's POV
I smiled when I saw her walk down the stairs. "What? Is something wrong?" She asked me in that motherly tone she used when she got worried about something. "Nope!!" I said. My mom shot me a very confused look, but then shrugged it off and went to the car with me following after. We drove in silence the whole way there. But…it wasn't an awkward silence at all. It was comfortable. Nice. "We're here!" My mom shouted excitedly. You'd think that, as a mother, she would be sad that her only daughter is leaving on a 2 month adventure at music camp. I laughed to myself and my mom looked at me strangely. "What?" I asked her. She smiled at me and said, "Nothing." "Oh No!" I thought to myself. Her eyes glazed over and the tears started coming. I rolled my eyes and smiled at my mom. I knew they were coming…but seriously? In the parking lot at the airport? Well…that's my mom for you.
End of POV
Connie was the only person Mitchie had in her life that actually cared. Yea, she had friends. But they weren't friends who cared enough to stay with you through your parent's divorce, or friends who would stay up all night with you when you couldn't fall asleep. They were more like friends to talk to. Just to talk. Problems? No. Help? No. Emotion? No. Boys? Yes. Make up? Yes. Gossip? Yes. They could be fun to just hang around, but there are some things that people, like Mitchie, need in their lives that those types of "friends" can't provide.