Rose POV
I slowly stumble of the stairs of the concourse as I swipe my card turning only to meet the arms of the one and only Elaina. Elaina was an adorable girl with chubby cheeks and lively hazel eyes. She had a light brown shade of skin and had a short bob cut of her caramel hair.
As I was manoeuvring to get out of her grasp, she quickly let go saying, 'What's up girl, I haven't seen you since yesterday.'
I rolled my eyes and said, 'Oh the terror, we haven't talked to each other in 9 hours.'
She laughed as we continued chatting along the path to near the end of the platform, taking our usual spot. Two minutes till we board the train.
'Seriously Elle, if Lissy doesn't get here in about a minute she's gonna miss this train n our second day,' I said standing on my toes looking for our most punctual friend.
Distant sounds of a rumbling train were gradually coming closer, until a strong gale blew our hair into the air, stopping in front of us. We were about to take a step into the train, when we heard Felicity speeding down the platform trying to get in before the doors shut. We heard automated voice of the trains say the doors were closing. Felicity leaped and dashed into the carriage just before the doors clinked close. I giggled at her disturbed look. Her long curly black hair in an arranged chaos, and her copper skin flushed as she panted for breath. She wasn't the typical high school beauty queen, but to us she was our beauty queen.
We climbed the inner stairs leading to the top of the carriage and my eyes scanned the seats to find Mackenzie tapping away on her phone unaware that we had sat around her. Her caramel skin glowing from the sunlight that seeped in through the windows, but her short choppy espresso hair curtaining her muddy brown eyes.
'Earth to Kenzie, you there,' I asked waving my hand in front of her phone, then snatching it away when she wasn't listening.
'Hey,' she complained, 'I was just editing the best picture ever.'
I turned the phone to my eyes. Giggles erupted from my mouth as I was violently smacking my knees. It was a picture of Jasper, a boy in our grade, with his back to the camera in the most awkward position possible in front of our very own Elaina.
My laughter died down as passengers were sending our group weird glances. I gave the phone to Kenzie as I took out my own and put on my earphones and started listening to calming music. I stared out the window feeling the warm morning sunshine on my face.
I thought about us, our friendship. Mackenzie and I were the closest, since we've known each other for about ten years, then we've known Felicity for 9 and Elaina for 8. We'd been through a lot Kenzie and I, from being at each other's throats to being the fiercest martial arts pair. But lately I felt like an outsider in the group. It wasn't the first time, but before I had friends to get me through it, but transferring to this new school I didn't know anyone.
To someone who didn't know me, I didn't stand out. I was normal, shy, in the background not worthy to be a friend. Sometimes I didn't know why I continued to live like this. If anyone asks about friends, I say that I have three wonderful friends , but in reality I really didn't have friends. In reality I was alone. I often question myself why, was it because of our personalities, our families, or was it simply that I didn't fit in. I don't know why they treat me like this. I try to be a great friend and always be there for them, but they just avoid me.
When I was I thought Elle, Lissy, Kenzie and I were meant to be friends forever. Pretty cliché right? But I truly did believe. But now, I look in front of me to see them laughing and talking all without me. My parents say, it's the difference in opinion but I think it's more than that. When I think about it, I don't even know why we're friends. Mackenzie is judgemental and controlling, Elaina is like an annoying sidekick to Kenz and Lis and never sides with me and Felicity's hostility and malice is only ever directed to me.
They often call me the mother of the group, as I was sensible most of the time, but that was not me. I am can be a lot of things. I can be funny and smart. I can be mean and spiteful. I can be brutally honest and spare nothing.I can be quiet and sensible. I can be squealing and fangirling. I can't describe myself with a few adjectives. I am whoever you expect me to be. It might sound like a lame be yourself quote but more than anyone else, I don't know who I am. For now I'm pretending to be who they think I am.
Hey everyone. You might've seen that I really got into Rose's friendship problems, and that' s because this story is going to be my life based in a supernatural world. I would appreciate if you reviewed. Thanks.