Well, weeks went by and nothing really changed. My family continued to be an aloof part of my life, and although Jenni tried to live up to her promise, nothing came of it. It was the same as always - she'd make a promise, I'd agree to it, and two or three weeks later nothing changes.
Not that it's Jenni's fault, per say. It's just a part of our lives. We have different senses of right and wrong - not like we can change it or anything. Jenni is a "Prep" - she has to hang out with the right people at the right time, wearing the right thing, at the right place, or her whole life is "ruined." And above everything else, she believes that she and her "normal" friends are above everyone else.
I, on the other hand, am an "Other Child." My "normal" friends and I believe that you can hang out with whom you want, where you want, when you want, and wearing what you want. The only restriction we place on ourselves is that we have to be true to our "inner being."
It's surprising to me that Jenni and I have remained friends for so long. Maybe it comes with the fact that our mothers were best friends in high school and never lost touch. Maybe it comes with the fact that we've been neighbors for our whole lives. I'm not really sure - maybe I'll never know.
Anyway, nothing much had changed. My father continued on with his frequent business trips - meaning every other day he was in a new city. I swore that he traveled just to get away from us - mainly me, that is. You see, he and my mother never got along really well and were on the verge of breaking it off when fate intervened. They did "it" - you know what I'm talking about - the night they were supposed to be breaking up. A month later, I was on the way, and the rest, as they say, is history.
So he was off on his road trips across country, and my mother and my "darling" younger sister were continually at the ice arena. Anna decided that figure skating was the sport for her - excuse me while I puke - and my mother got right on the bandwagon. Anna skated for three nights every week, and then every Saturday and Sunday morning. This meant that I was basically left to my own devices.
I spent most of that time in the library at school. I am an adventitious reader and the librarian and I had become well aquatinted. In fact, it was she who suggested that I consider joining Varsity Forensics. That was what caused this whole thing.
"This whole thing" is referring to the fact that I am stuck here, here being Middle Earth. No, I'm not crazy - in fact, it might be easier to explain if I was. But I'm not, and to find out what I'm talking about, you're going to have to have an open mind. I know it sounds far-fetched. Hell, even I don't believe that I'm actually here half the time. But I am, and my tale is as real as they come…
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Well, this is a crazy turn of events. I meant for this to be a one-short original type piece, but my muse has a life of it's own, I guess. A major thanks to my beta, Tara. Read and review - I'm always open to constructive criticism!