Tales of Cecile's Diary

I picked my ringing phone, raising it to my ears. I was greeted by my aunt's voice. Her voice was deep like mine but in a feminine way. "I'm sorry Cee, but I can't make it. I had a last minute appointment with Mr Wilson, and I've been dying to talk to him. Please understand." "But. You promised today with me I can't go alone." I looked àround, everyone came in with a friend or a partner. Smiles were on their face, a huge popcorn bucket and coke we're in their hands as they walked into the cinema. "Don't worry you can go in there alone, it's not that bad. I promise we will do something together before you leave for college." I sighed, I'm here already. Going back home is just a loser move, might as well just enjoy my Friday night going solo. "Okay, I'll see you at home." She hanged up the phone and took a deep breath. Walking towards the popcorn stand I bought a small sized bowl and coke. The movie began and I smiled, the first Frozen was amazing, I'm sure the second was going to be epic. Fortunately it was amazingly epic. I sniffed clearing of my tears. Don't judge, I cry when I watch sad movies. I left the theatre, feeling more alone than before. I pushed my hands into my hoodie pocket, my head bent, looking at the floor. Multiple footsteps came towards me and I raised my head to see a group of boys coming my way. They seemed lost in their argument since they couldn't see me. They were divided into two three on the left and two on the right. But it was to late for me to avoid the crash, I bumped into the first three and I fell on my a*s. Instead of helping me up they bashed me instead. "Watch were you're going wierdo." One of the three guys spat. The other two just walked by as of nothing happened. I watched as the three boys walked past me continuing their argument. My eyes caught that of the guy on the far left. His eyes were intense as if he was trying to kill me with the intensity. I stood on my own, breaking eye contact with him. Without a word I took a bus back home. Sadly my car was at home, I would have loved to drive on the highway. The feeling of being untouchable was so addicting. I walked to the back of the bus and took a seat. The drive back how was long. I got home feeling more tired. "Hey Mom." I walked in on her watching her favorite novellas. "Hey, so how was the movies." She asked. "Aunt Joanne ditched me last minute, she said she had a last minute appointment with Mr. Wilson." "Really! Argh. Finally that man is so hard to get to." She pushed her head on the sofa. "Mom, she ditched me. Remember." I walked into the living room, standing I'm front of my mom with a frown. "Cee, you have to understand your aunt, that meeting was important for the future of the company. I'm sure she feels guilty right now for ditching you." "Yeah, I know. I sat down next to my mom resting my head on her shoulders. "I just felt lonely at the theatre watching Frozen 2 alone." I sighed. "That's why you should make friends when you get back to school, you have to move past what happened last year. Cecile, life goes on you have to make the best out of it. Don't let some undeserving friends and an unfaith jerk ruin that for you. Okay." She kissed my hair, stroking them lightly. I yawned, "Where's dad?" O stretched my hands standing up. "Where else would he and his friends be, they are out as usual." I chuckled, climbing the long stairs to my room. "Goodnight mum!" I yelled. ************* "Good morning!" I heard a loud scream from my door. I groaned, hitting my bed at the disturbance.    "I'm awake, I'm coming." I growled standing up from my bed. I walked to the door, swinging left and right. I opened the door with a freakish smile, sleep hasn't left my system yet. So my eyes were half open.    "Wake up sleepy head. It's nine in the morning." Aunt Joanne said, poking my forehead backwards.    "Oh, okay." I walked to the bathroom, ready to take care of my oral hygiene.    "When you need a very good sleep that's when you never get it." I mumbled under my breath as I entered my bathroom.    I looked at the mirror, adjusting my hair, it might have looked like a thick forest to the ants.  I wriggled my eyebrow, smiling to myself.    "I so hot!" I winked at my self in the mirror and started brushing my teeth.    "Good morning Auntie Jo." I smiled, seeing the little gift box lying on the bed.   "Morning Cee, so how was last night?"    "It was fine until some jerks pushed me by accident and didn't apologize. One of them even gave me a death glare."    "Oh, really." Auntie Jo, squeezed her face in thought. Fear flashed in her eyes.    "Are you sure that's all, nothing else happened?" She asked raising her voice in alarm.    "Yeah, that's all I promise." I raised my palms.   "That's good, I have something for you." She smiled and I frowned. Minutes ago she was worried like someone just died and not she's smiling.    I forced a laugh. There's something she's not telling me. "Well I've noticed the box already." I shrugged.    "I knew you would. Now open it."    "What is it," I shaked the bottle a little. Laying the box on my lap I tore the wrapper, opening the lid of the box to find a diary.    "Really a diary, Auntie Jo you ditched me at the movies and you gave me a diary as a sorry. Don't get me wrong I love the diary but I expected a new watch, tickets to a concert or something big."    "Cecile dear, you're going to thank me for this later." She chuckled leaving the room. Really a diary? I assessed the diary feeling a little tug in my heart.    That's strange, I liked the diary so much all of a sudden, like I should hold it like a teddy bear to sleep at night. The diary felt like a shield protecting me from something.    This is so wierd, I tucked the diary under my pillow.