Kelleana Rose Filter
I never wanna care about them, I just wanna be popular and nothing else that matter. I never know why my sister, Ally just never want to be one of the popular girls. I mean, she could, you know. There’s no doubt that she’s pretty and she has THE MOST perfect body. Even Dolly doesn’t have that kind of body. Like what my mom always said, Ally has the queen of the Greek’s breast.
Chapter Ten
I sat on my bed thinking of Clayton Cabot. What the hell is he thinking about right now? Is it me? Or probably Dolly. Ah… That guy is…….. complicated. I got up and move forward to the mirror and brushed my hair a little bit. Hah…. I hate to admit that the pact that Clay and I made was clearly a success. I am finally…. a girl. Officially a girl, I sighed. In about 30 minutes, Ben will be picking me up to the prom and I wasn’t even thinking about him at the moment, and he was like my date. All I could think about was Clay.
I ran down as my mother called for me, and Ben was there. He looked at me and smiled. I walked to him and said, “You’re late.” He giggled and held my hand, “I’m sorry, my queen…” We both laughed. My mom came to me and wrapped her arms around me. “You look beautiful, Al,” she said. And I could hear Kelly mumbled about how unfair mom was. I came to her, brushed her hair and said, “You look beautiful too, Kelly.” She shoved my hand and walked to the door and said, “You don’t have to pretend that everything is okay between us, Al. It never had been.” She walked away. I didn’t feel hurt at all. In fact, I feel amazing. Kelly still loves me, I can feel it.
When Ben and I reached to the place where the prom was held, he suddenly said, “I almost forgot,” he went on, “you look beautiful tonight.” I looked at him and I was speechless. Felt like somebody tied my tongue or something. Al… listen, you should say, thanks, no one had ever said that to me before, just like how Clay planned, I told myself. But I ended telling him, “Aww… thanks Ben. You’re so sweet” Gahh…. Al! He’s not your brother! I scolded myself. But that was actually the truth. Ben was like my brother and that is my only feeling towards him.
The music was playing out loud and the kids were dancing like crazy at the dance floor. I found myself looking for Clay. Yes, my eyes did. Dolly was there, apparently looking all mad and surprisingly Clay was not there. Clay was nowhere to be seen. Ben held my hands and took me to the dance floor. Gahh… slow music was playing and I was unprepared to dance with Ben. My heart was unprepared. Somehow, I placed my hands on his shoulder and decided to just dance and see whether my heart does prepare for Ben. I looked around again, looking for Clay.
“Hey… what’s wrong? You’re looking all…. Blurry…” Ben asked.
“Really? I do?”
“Yeah. Listen, I just wanna thank you for having you here with me tonight. But…. You don’t seem like you wanna be here with me tonight.” Ben said gradually.
I looked at him and said, “No… No, Ben. I do… wanna be with you here tonight.” But my eyes were still looking for Clay and I didn’t know why. What was I going to do once I found him? Ask him to dance? No way!
“Then why are you not looking at me right now?” Ben said in a soft voice. I looked directly into his eyes and said, “I’m just… I don’t know…” All of a sudden he pulled my face to him and pressed his lips against mine. I shoved him away and slapped him in the face.
“What’s wrong with you, Ben?!” I yelled. Ben was out of his mind. I ran and left him in the middle of the dance floor and just ran outside. What was wrong with him? I admit I was wrong but, he shouldn’t have done that. It was like he didn’t respect me.
I walked outside, directly to the lake. There was a lake nearby and it was beautiful. And there I was, emo’ing myself. Okay, I know, I was wrong. I don’t blame Ben. It was not that he didn’t respect me. But I just…. Felt weird when he kissed me. He was like my brother.
“What are you doing here?” I heard a voice. A very familiar voice. The voice that I’ve been looking for the whole night. Clay’s voice. I turned around to look. Yes, it was Clay. Clay came forward and sat on the ground, at the edge of the lake. I sat too.
“I’m…………….. just being here, so what? What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been here the whole time, Al.”
“Uhuh? And why is that?”
“Not in the mood for prom. I just…. Wanna be alone.”
“Really? Coz you should be back in there. They’re gonna announce the prom king soon. You don’t wanna miss your spot or get dethrone.”
“I don’t care. By the way, what are you doing here, Al?” Clay asked again.
“Ben…….. kissed me.” I decided to tell him. He didn’t say anything, waiting for me to continue on my fairytale story. I rubbed my hair and said, “I didn’t….. feel…… anything.” I slowly picked my words.
“So, you’re telling me that everything… EVERYTHING… that both of us did… was a waste of time????” Clay shoots his words.
“What???? A waste of time???” I was starting to get mad. I mean, why would he think that I think that everything was a waste of time?
“Yeah, you told me that you like him… and” before he could say anything, I interrupted by saying, “I never said I like him! Well, that’s the truth! If you wanna think that everything you did for me was a waste a time, well, whatever! Because I never did! I thank you for helping me and all. But whatever, Clay!” I got up and before I could walk away Clay took my hand, pulled me to him and before I knew it, he was hugging me. He sounded so sad. He didn’t say anything but by the way he was breathing, he sounded so sad. I slowly put my arms around him too. He placed his chin on my shoulder and we stayed in that position for quite a while. I didn’t know why he was acting that way. He was acting so depressed. I stayed with him for a little while. Just to comfort him.
“My parents are……. getting divorce,” Clay finally revealed the truth. I looked at him and I could see that he was trying to hold himself from crying. He went on, “It hurts so much watching your parents are acting like kids around you. It was like; I was more mature than they are. It’s heartbreaking, you know.” Now I know that, life as a Clayton Cabot is not as perfect as what they always thought. He had been through quite a lot. But still, he managed to put a smile on his face.




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