Cheyanne 45-50

I stuffed a handful of potato chips into my mouth. I chewed them slowly, as I flipped through the TV channels. Nothing on seemed to catch my attention the least bit.
I was back home, sprawled on my bed. I had been home for about two days now. Luckily my family weren’t asking for that many explanations. The only explanation I was giving was “I’m done!”.
Caroline had been over earlier. Her visit was short. Apparently now she works at a local restaurant. Honestly she didn’t seem that excited to see me. Caroline was extremely surprised by how different I looked. She admitted not even recognizing me. Its always a let down when your friend of so many years doesn’t recognize you.
We exchanged about twenty words, and then she said she was going to be late for her shift. So of course I said “good bye”, and went back to moping.
Today was one of those days where I just felt like a complete failure. I mean with so many people geniuses, and celebrities what exactly was I? I had about one friend. One friend who was starting to slip away. I wasn’t attending college. I guess I could still sign up for next semester, but it seemed like I lacked a life.
While most people are having the time of there lives these years I could already see myself sitting here in this room, eating junk food, and watching TV for the rest of my life. I might even turn into one of those crazy old ladies who only has animals as friends. Scratch that thought. At least they had animals as friends. Right now I didn’t really have anything.
“Noelle, do you want some fried chicken?” My yelled calling up to me. I could barely hear her voice through the TV.
Normally I would never pass down some of my favorite food, but tonight I didn’t want to join my family. I felt like being a loner, because that’s exactly what I was, and would be. I didn’t even have a job anymore. My chance at whatever great things I could of achieved had gone out the window.
Redundantly I woke u the next morning remembering what I had to mope about. It was like this was my life now. Day after day was spent feeling sorry for myself.
“Noelle!” My mom shouted opening my door, without knocking.
Startled I looked up at her.
“Wake up. Caroline is here.” She said.
Quickly I got out of bed, and ran downstairs.
“I’m going to help you get out of this dilemma. I would be a terrible friend if I didn’t.” Caroline stated sweetly as I greeted her at the door way.
“Caroline, it’s over. I’m moving on.” I said defensively. Why would she want to help anyways? Basically I’d gone to Los Angles, and ditched her. I wasn’t a good friend.
“Don’t you just give up. Come on.” Caroline said motivationally. Her blonde hair was blowing in the wind, and her face had a sunny glow to it.
“I’m not giving up. I’m moving on.” I corrected her. Then added “Today is a good day to visit the lake.”
The Blue Crest Lake was one of my favorite places to be. Caroline, and I used to walk there frequently. It was just one of those refreshing places where you could relax.
‘Okay. The lake it is. I have today off too.” Caroline added. Although it was getting colder today had seemed to warm up just enough for Caroline and me to sit in the sand, and dip our toes in the water.
“Oh, and don’t worry we won’t have to walk. My mom is letting me borrow her car.” Caroline declared excitingly.
“Awesome.” As lame as it sounds neither of us have cars. “I’ll be right back.” I added racing up the wooden stairs that lead to my bed room.
Quickly I threw my hair in a pony tail. Then I proceeded by replaced my sweats with denim Capri’s, and slipped on a tank top. I grabbed a black cardigan in case the weather decided to get chilly.
“Mom! I’m going with Caroline to the lake!” I shouted following Caroline out the door.
“Be back for dinner.” She demanded.
I felt a little bit of happiness bloom inside me as we reached the lake. No one else seemed to be here. I wasn’t that surprised. Swimming season had been over for a while.
Caroline, and I decided earlier after leaving my house to have a picnic. We had picked up pre made subs, a bag of potato chips, and pepsi at the grocery store. I sure was starving. My appetite had seemed to have returned.
“Of course we will need some music.” Caroline laughed, as she grabbed her wireless radio. We both were music geeks. I hadn’t listened to some good music in a long while.
“Okay. Now all set.” I said; my stomach growled.
After we had walked to the sand area I laid down the towel. It was an old beach towel that I remember Caroline has had for years. I wondered why she decided to bring this one? It was one that she’d gotten long ago when we had been obsessed with Barbie dolls. As you may have guessed this beach towel was covered with Barbie’s face.
Her bouncy blonde hair, and perfectly symmetric face was obnoxiously staring at me. All these characteristics reminded me of Eliza. I frowned.
“So what exactly do you plan on doing with your apartment?” Caroline asked shortly after we had started eating.
I shrugged; my mouth full of food. “Stop paying rent.” I replied after I’d finished chewing. Right now I could care less about bad credit.
“We should move there. Me and you. We could go to college, get jobs, you know?” Caroline suggested. Obviously she’d gotten bored here lately.
“Well, I don’t know. Yeah I like it there, but…” Actually I couldn’t really think of a reason of why I didn’t want to return to Los Angles.
Los Angles defiantly was more amusing than here. This small town was boring to the extreme. Usually the most excitement was when the annual fair was going on.
Of course I wasn’t much of a fair girl. The whole farm animal, country playing music, corn dog eating festivals didn’t amuse me much.
“What? Why not?” Caroline asked her sweet tone seemed to get angrier.
“I’d miss my family.” I lied. Of course I would miss them, but that wasn’t why I didn’t want to go back.
“Yeah, right!” She snapped rolling her eyes. Then quickly added “It was just an idea, but whatever.”
“Well there is plenty to do around here. I mean you have a job, and I can try to get one too. Then of course there is always the Christmas play to look forward to.” I replied, searching inside my head for more lame excuses I was able to grab hold of.
“What is up with you? First of all me, and you both know there is nothing to do around here. You hate Christmas plays, and not to mention you’re a terrible liar.” Caroline said bluntly.
I stared out into the lake. I felt like jumping in, and swimming away. It would be so nice to just leave all my worries behind. It must be nice for fish. They get to spent their lives aimlessly swimming, and exploring the waters.
“It would just…” I sighed then continued “it’s too hard. I can’t go back there. My first love dumped me, and my dream job has been shattered.” I admitted feeling tears build up behind my eyes.
“Get. Over. It. If those are the only reasons then your whole life will be spent running away.” Caroline reasoned.
I guess she had a point. All I really wanted to do was stay here, and hide.