Sometimes I get so annoyed at Cindy. She is everything that I am
not and I love her as my friend and all that but when I am around
her I feel worse about myself. I'm like where both 16 and doing
our last GCSE's and preparing for college and all that and she
thinks it is time to relax and all that; she's like all playful.
Basically she's an air head, but people like her for that. She
get all A's and A* with ease and to me an A* would be a luxury
even though I study for hours. One thing about Cindy is that she
always tags along with her boyfriend. It's as if she's not
complete without him.
I was in my room revising and then Cindy came in crying. She came
into my bead tearful. I was waiting for her to lift her head so I
started to talk to her and make sense out of why she was crying"
Cindy is everything okay?" I asked sympathetically. She did not
respond she just continued crying. Then I lifted up her head and
brought it onto my lap. Then I started to braid her long blonde
She eventually lifted her head up. Her mascara had spread and she
was still sobbing. It took me a few minutes to ask a question
because I could see she was trying to stop crying. To be honest
part of me enjoyed her misery because she was never like this but
on some level I actually felt sorry for her. I had been such a
bad friend and she was always there for me when I had my ups and
"What is wrong," blurted out.
"He broke up with me," She whispered.
"Pardon," What she had said was so quite that I had to ask her to
"He broke up with me. Kyle broke up with me. I'm like who does he
think he is? He said that I was too clingy and that I needed to
move on. Screw him!"
"Who does he think he is, you too clingy he is obviously mad," I
said that to make her feel better but she is real clingy to him
and I wouldn't blame him." Hey let's go out... shopping maybe.
We've got study leave and I've got £1000 in my bank account. Why
not? It would take your minds of things. He has messed you up.
Forget him. How about you get a rebound. You will make him crazy
with jealousy and he would regret dumping you," I said
"Yeah actually. And between you and me. I know this great night
club. It's over 18's and it's far from this dump so no teacher
can bust us. We would pass as 18 easily." I had persuaded her.
So we went shopping and then we went to the night club. I thought
that I had succeeded in getting Cindy happy. In fact there she
was chatting up this next guy. She wore a silver dress and pink
leg warmers. I sat by the bar watching intensively over her. Then
the man by the bar asked, "What would you like? It's an open bar.
The chap over there." He pointed" Is having a stag do." I was
surprised. I thought that I only got in by chance and that I
didn't look over 18. Well I thought to myself like Cindy has told
lots of times I do need to lighten up, and I've been put in a lot
of pressure because of tests. What is the harm? One drink can't
harm. So I replied eventually "Yeah, I'd have vodka, Gin?
Whatever there is," I took a cup and I downed it. After wards I
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