InvisibleA Chapter by CAiraNot many people understand what it’s like to be
unknown. They don’t understand what it feels like to be left out. They don’t see
me, they don’t know me. But that’s about to change. I am about to change.
My name is Alice Riley; I live in Belpre Ohio. A town
where there aren’t many people. The people you went to pre-k with are the people
you go to high school with and maybe even college. I’ve lived in Belpre for as
long as I can remember, and I’ve always been invisible. My mother works as a
lawyer, and my father is a doctor. I guess that means I’m supposed to be
something big to, probably not. I only have one sibling, her name is Kristin.
She’s perfect at everything and my parents adore her. Community service,
volunteering work, she does everything possible to stay on the top. Not to mention
her Barbie doll look; the all American blue eyes and blonde hair, and I have to
admit her high cheek bones are to kill for. Kristin is on the top of the popularity charts,
even though my parents think she’s just the sweetest. Truth is, ever since
Kristin started middle school she’s been one of the most popular girls in the
town. Now she’s about to be a junior in high school, and still at the top. This
year I’m going to be a freshman, and I’m determined to change. Everyone thinks I’m
the shy Riley sister, the one who does all of her work and never misses a day
of school. The daughter of a lawyer and a doctor, she would never do anything
wrong. Yeah? Well that’s what they think. Ever since I started school I’ve been
shy and quiet, I only have one real friend. Janie, we first met at Dairy Queen
four years ago when we ordered the same exact ice cream and walked to the park
together. She told me that she never had a friend before, and I told her the
same. We’ve been best friends since. Without Janie I would have never made it
through Junior High alive, we stuck together. When someone pushed me around she
stuck up for me even though she’s extremely scared of speaking to anyone other
than me and her family. She honestly doesn’t even speak to my parents, when she
comes over for sleep over’s she just waves and smiles. But my parents
understand. Janie’s an average looking girl; she has shoulder length brown hair
and brown eyes. Her face is rather skinny, but it fits her. Now that I’m about
to be in high school, I’m tired of being the lonely sister. I made a plan that no
one knows about, not even Janie.
Only two more days until the first day of freshman
year, I wasn’t exactly ready yet. Janie and I had plans to go to the mall
today, to shop for new school clothes. She had asked why it was so important to
get new clothes; we usually just wore the same clothes from the year before. I
ignored the question and changed the subject; I didn’t want her to know why. It
was going to be a surprise everyone was going to be shocked. Now it was twelve
in the afternoon as I walked into my bathroom. We planned to go to the mall
around one thirty. I looked in the mirror at myself; my long auburn hair
reaching my waist, my big green eyes barely noticeable behind my huge bifocals.
Thank God I had ordered contacts, and they had arrived yesterday. My skin was a
pale white and my lips were a rosy red, just like my mothers. I was skinny, people
often called me a stick or a noodle, it’s just because I don’t eat a lot. I
hate the way I look and in two days I won’t look like the same person. I plan
to dye my hair blonde and wear make up for the first time, and I won’t wear the
same clothes from last year. Instead I’m going to wear something that’s in
style. I walked out of the bathroom after brushing my teeth and pulling my hair
into a tight pony. I changed into my usual boot cut jeans and sweater, even
though it was the middle of summer in Ohio. Kristin always joked about how
crazy I dressed, oh how she’s going to react on Monday! I hope she’s shocked, I
hope everyone will be shocked. I lost my train of thought as my mother called
from downstairs, “Alice, honey, Janie’s here!” It was one thirty all
ready? I walked down the stairs into the kitchen to find my mother at the table
on her laptop, and Janie standing by the door. “Hey, Janie” I said as I opened the fridge to find my
Frappe’, over the last few years I had become madly addicted to Frappe’s. I
grabbed it out, and put on my Converse. “Do you girl’s need a ride?” my mother asked “Nope, were just gonna walk. It’s not that far” I said
with a smile, I honestly just didn’t want my mother to drive us. “OK well, here let me give you some money,” She reached
into her Luis Vuitton, and pulled out her wallet, “Oh man, I forgot to go to
the ATM yesterday. You’ll just have to use my card, you remember the pin?” she
looked stern as she asked. “Yeah, I remember it. It’s Kristin’s birthday.”
Everything was about Kristin, how could I forget! “OK great, see you girls soon. Call me if you need
anything.” She smiled and got back to work on her laptop. Janie and I walked out into the summer heat; Janie was
wearing capris and a Rolling Stone t-shirt. “Your mom is awesome” she said as we walked down the
stairs and onto the sidewalk. “She’s only awesome to you because she’s not your mom.”
She nodded her head in agreement. We walked past the only grocery store in town
and some of the local small businesses. Old people were walking their animals,
and kids were playing with water guns. “I want to play with a water gun too.” She was looking over
at the kids with wonder in her eyes. “Janie, you do realize that in two days were gonna be
in high school.” I said with a mature voice, I had been practicing. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun.” “No it doesn’t. But we should have different types of
fun now, like going to parties and stuff.” “Do you really think we’re going to get invited to
parties? People barely know we exist!” She said with a slight giggle, as I thought
about my plan. I felt bad at that moment, what if I get invited but she doesn’t.
Maybe I should tell her about my plan. But then it would ruin it, and what if
she doesn’t understand. “You know maybe we don’t have to be invisible. Maybe we
can change” Her facial expression read confusion. © 2013 CAiraAuthor's Note
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Added on March 4, 2013 Last Updated on March 4, 2013 AuthorCAiraILAboutI love to write! I love to read! I like to bowl (i know thats not common) I'm in high school! I want to be a writer! I cant seem to finish my stories! more..Writing
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