Tuesday, December 3
5:46 pm
Skye's Bedroom
Skye had just spent the last two hours in the steaming bath in her massive private bathroom, crying her eyes out. She knew that her plan wouldn't hold up for long. But she always imagined her fake-forgiving Autumn and making a never-speak-about-this-to-anyone-ever peace treaty arrangement with her in private. Everything would end perfectly. But her plan had fallen to pieces. Her ex-BFFs had summed up her social demise in one simple text. One simple text that ruined her life.
Autumn: you took my friends
I took them back
now we're taking the table
we're taking your popularity
and we're ruining you
Since the message of doom arrived at approximately 3:22 pm, Skye had run on::
Kleenex
Tea bags (for eye bloating)
cucumbers (for eye bloating)
half a Zone bar (she was too depressed to eat)
her masseuse Luz's deep tissue massage
a glass of water
"Confidence and Self-Development" audiobook by Louis VanRuz
"Losing Friends" audiobook by Sasha Sturdam
"How to Win in Life" (friends and people edition) audiobook by Julia Bowen
meditation music
happy movies
steaming rose petal baths
her Cavalier King Charles Spaniel Lulu
Nothing had yet to work. Her life still sucked. And so did her friends. They should have seen why she did it. To save the group. Instead they decided to take themselves, her popularity, her table and her alpha dignity away from her. All in a matter of the 20 seconds it took to read the message. She flipped her down filled duvet over her head and started bawling into the cushy mattress and Frette sheets that covered it. Usually she'd shop away all her friend-induced anxiety and max out her card, but a card-maxing-out shopping spree couldn't erase THIS. Her friends were her social everything. And without them she would be a friendless LBR, forced to sit with Jenna Haagen or one of her even-less-than-b-lister friends. She burst out crying worse than before with the visualization of wearing Gap and watching her friends shop and gossip without her while she talked about ProActiv with Jenna popped into her head. She reached out and felt along her polished hardwood bedside table for her iPod speaker remote. Her mani-ed fingers closed around the tiny black capsule as she pulled it into her down filled kingdom. She lifted her arm up and cued the next confidence audiobook up to the highest volume. But to her greatest horror she was all out. She pulled herself-disheveled Juicy sweats and all- out of her king-size bed and marched over to her iPod. She snatched it off the dock, with zero concern for breaking the speakers or the iPod. She brought up the page and bought out the first ones she saw. She typed in her Am-Ex card number and payed the 578 dollar total before jamming it back on the speakers and marching to her closet with renewed (somewhat) confidence. For what she didn't have in friends she would make up for in high priced couture clothes.
ok so this is my tenth chapter (wow) and I had no idea it would be this long! But I actually think it would be sort of fun to actually finish it like a book. of course it will be much shorter than a book because i'm not really 'qualified'. but i am going to try to solve all the conflict and fights and stuff and maybe make a sequel or a whole series. and again, leave any comments. and i'm gonna keep writing, promise! I hate when people leave you in the middle of a book! bye til i write the next chapter loves :)