Chapter Four.
It is the first day of Seventh grade and I am nervous. I spent all night preparing my outfit. I am wearing a light pink t-shirt with princess in rhinestones across the heart and sparkly silver jeans. I called my friend Danielle and in all excitement described the outfit. When I see her at school she asks me why my outfits always sound better on the phone. Second period is Math and I have a picture of Elijah Wood in my folder. I have a crush on Elijah Wood, I love him in Lord of the Rings. I have never read the books but I am sure he portrays Frodo perfectly. Joya is assigned to the seat next to me and she opens her folder and there is a picture of Elijah Wood. We instantly begin to like each other.
It’s my birthday and my mother says that I can have a sleepover. I don’t know who I will invite, I don’t have any close friends. I decide to invite Erika, Joya, and Ashley. I know Erika and Joya from the playground. I know Ashley from choir. I spend the day cleaning the basement so that it will be perfect for when the girls get here. There is an area in our basement that even though our basement is pure cement, there is carpeting and couches and a television. My old Nintendo is down here too. I play Super Mario Brothers and Duck Hunt. My guests arrive and we all start off upstairs. Joya gives me a lot of Lip Smuckers, a ten pack, and Erika gives me a diary. Ashley gives me a Barbie. It is a veterinarian Barbie with a cat and a dog. We all head downstairs for the night after we have all had cake and we start to gossip. We all get into our sleeping bags and my cat Greyson comes down the stairs.
Greyson likes to crawl under the covers with me and he crawls into my sleeping bag, I don’t think much of it and even brag about how much he loves me. The other girls are appalled that I let him sleep with me and I feel ashamed. We all go to sleep.
At school on Monday Erika and Joya taunt me endlessly about Greyson. I feel like my birthday was a disaster. I had wanted them to think I was cool but they just think I’m a cat fucker. Joya even puts notes in my locker, she slips them in through the grate at the top and when I open it, they are waiting for me. “Catfucker”. They taunt me all day in the hallway. I try to ignore them but all I can do is listen. I don’t mind. I just want to be their friend.
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