Changes

Chapter Two

~2 weeks later~

“Listen to me girl! We are going to this party and we are going to have a good time! We are nothing like normal teenagers, we need to be cool!” My new best friend Mandy said. Easy for her to say, she is blonde, skinny and all the boys love her, they actually can’t understand why she’s friends with me and honestly, neither can I. “Fine,” I said but with a groan. “Help me decide what to wear.”

I rocked up to the party casual. I had on a black dress that showed off my chest and didn’t show as much of my massive thighs. I looked around and realised that half of the girls were barely even wearing clothes, it made me feel embarrassed to even be a girl but the boys obviously liked it and they didn’t like me as much. I found myself looking at the stupid boy who made fun of me in English. Too bad he had an ugly personality because he was quite good looking and he knew it too. Tonight he was wearing a blue shirt with a pair of dark jeans, his hair was pushed back (it looked sexy pushed back) and his freckles stood out wonderfully. As I was observing him he glanced at me and we made eye contact, I looked away awkwardly as if i wasn’t just staring at him... “Here, drink this! It’s a vodka cruiser, I know you don’t drink but EVERYONE else is doing it so you’ll be fine.” I sighed; I hate how Mandy always has to do something, just to impress others. This party was being thrown at one of the Boys College houses so of course Mandy wanted us to look the part- I sure felt the part with my face caked in makeup and my slightly revealing outfit choice. “Ugh, fine. Let me just go to the bathroom, hold it for me babe?” She rolled her eyes, obviously pissed off about the fact that she had to do something for once. I walked off smugly and retreated to the stairs.

As I trailed up the stairs I felt bad for lying to Mandy. There was no way I needed to pee, I just needed to try and get the hell away from that party. The first door on my right was the one i chose to walk in to and i regret it very much. A boy from my calculus class and a girl from my Drama class were lying on the bed making out, one step away from sex. I walked in, gasped and walked out slamming the door behind me. Being a virgin I don’t understand how people can have meaningless sex with somebody, it is a huge deal who you lose your virginity to. I walked in to the room across the hall and thanked the heavens above that no one was in there. I sat on the bed just looking around until I looked across the room at a photo and a journal sitting on the drawers. The frame of the photo said “Son” on it and the photo was of a young boy who was covered in freckles and had a mop of hair on his head. I got up and looked at it, it was very cute! I put it down and looked at the journal, it was black and it had a gold pen on it. In the front page there was a messy handwritten scrawl that said

“Dear Son, Although I am gone now I will always love you. I hope you are not too young when you receive this album, that means I am gone for good. As your mother I hope you have a beautiful life, I hope you marry a wonderful girl and you treat her right, do not let your father’s influence ruin the way you need to treat people. Stay true to yourself, I will always love you son. Love, Mum.”

I didn’t realise it but tears were slowly welling in my eyes, I must have been really into the letter because someone grabbed me from behind and i had no idea who it was.