Societies Misfits (Completed)

Chapter Five

Seeing you in the crowd of people I made one wish that would forever change everything in my life. You see if I told you that wish it may not come true. My mom always used to say that to me when I was young, never to tell someone your wish or it will not ever come true. I remember telling Clair once my wish and it still came true. My wish back then was to get a baby doll that I could feed. That was in the fourth grade and sure enough, when I opened my present which we do after singing happy birthday and cutting the cake, I got the baby doll I wished for. Ever since then I just haven't bothered to wish for anything since everything comes true for me.

But this was different because I knew for sure if I told anyone this wish it will come true and I don't know if I'm ready for that.

"What did you wish for," Clair asks like she usually does every year.

"Wouldn't you like to know," I say staring right at Jackson

The cake isn't as big as mom made it out to be. She made it sound like it was triple layers of chocolate cake with vanilla icing but in reality, it was was the average size cake that you get from Walmart. I don't really care though. Every party my mom has done for me she always goes big or goes home with the food at my parties. When I was thirteen mom planned and rented out a whole Candy store but that wasn't all because next to the candy store which was named "Thousands O'Candy" was a movie theatre and mom rented out a full theatre room to seat my whole grade. Everyone was pleased with the unlimited supply of candy and also there were seven types of popcorn like my favorite cotton candy flavored.

Although I didn't feel like indulging in this and beautiful and devious looking cake I decided that it was bad luck if I didn't have at least a piece of it.

I cut the cake while everyone watches me intensely, it's weird to think so many eyes are watching you simply cut a piece of cake. I only invited to me what was a handful of people but it looks like the whole grade showed up. The lacrosse team watched me with hungry eyes as I cut the cake into eight big pieces. One for me Clair and Brent plus of course Jackson Riley Hudson Michaels and Brents boyfriend Max. I saved the last two for Cassandra and mom. Luckily we bought cupcakes from "Bake Delights" from down the street. Brent picked them up earlier along with the pizza because they called me and said they couldn't deliver that many amounts of pizzas. Brent bought roughly eighty cupcakes for everyone with gold frosting and white decorative flowers with my initials BL on the top of the frosting.

The inside of the cake is rich with flavorful with mint chocolate coating the inside of the lavish cake. The buttermilk icing makes for a wonder of flavors in my mouth as I devour the last bite of cake while sipping on some sort of beverage mixed with a delicious soda but I can't make it out under the strong taste of alcohol which burns my mouth intensely.

"Its Divine" Brent says as he feeds some to Max

I don't know if I'm seeing it right because I feel very drunk but I see Clair applying the icing from one of the cupcakes on her lips while Hudson licks it off. I don't know what they're into but I want no part of it. I get up from my set and throw away my plastic plate which I ate my cake on and walked to the bathroom. Surprisingly as I make it passed the lounge room where both horny Piper and Sean we're are no longer tearing each other mouths off. Sean has his hand around Piper as they sleep on the Floor. I get it their overly wasted but there is beautifully overpriced perfectly comfortable couch, they can lay on. Stepping over the unconscious couple I finally walk passed my mom's office and make it to our bathroom.

I open the door and hear whimpering as I finally see that's it's none other than poor old Sarah Hall from middle school crying at the sink chewing on her nails which are overgrown and full of chipped yellow nail polish, a very unflattering color for her I must add.

"Leave me alone," She says looking at me dead in the eyes.

"Are you ok?" I say not wanting to intrude whatever is going on.

"I said leave me alone please Bridget," She says falling on the ground shaking uncontrollably and covering her face with her hands.

I slowly walk over to her and sit on the opposite end of the wall

"Whats wrong?" I say

"Why do you care, you haven't said a word to me since the 7th grade.

"I care now because you're in my bathroom crying and I want to help an old friend," I say trying to use my words wisely not wanting to rehash the past or make her more upset.

"It's nothing you can do anyway," she says wiping her tears with toilet paper.

"I can try," I say to her trying to be helpful but still very confused and uncomfortable

"The truth is" she tries to say but starts ugly crying

Her crying has always reminded me of a dying seal mixed with a howling dog. I remember when Sarah and I had Science together and she answered a question wrong in front of our Glass and everyone laughed at her because when she was answering she said "Thilver" but because of her lisp she couldn't say "Silver".

I scoot over to her and basically wet my velvet dress on the bathroom fall as I console her. The floor is filthy with beer bottles and scrunched up toilet paper all over the white floor.

"Although we may not be as close as we use to I still care about you, and I don't like seeing you cry, Sarah," I say brushing away our negative ending to our friendship.

The truth is our friendship didn't end in a good way at all. I don't really remember a lot of my life in middle school because Clair and I weren't really as popular as we were and Sarah was probably the prettiest girl in our grade and probably the most popular, although she wasn't rich out all we befriended her so we could become as popular or even more so Clair and I were getting asked out every day by desperate guys who just wanted to be seen talking to us. Sarah couldn't handle the attention being taken away from her and she did the only thing a self-centered witch would do. She would spread rumors and lies about us on the daily. We didn't know who was making up such lies like "I heard Bridget's mother actually adopted Bridget or the worst one of them all Clair and Bridget are conniving snakes who are attention seeking bratty whores"

Sarah would play along here and there and add rumors about herself too but not nearly as spiteful and hurtful as ours. In the end, Clair and I cornered her in the bathroom and beat her up. I'm only joking... Or am I?. We fought back and forwards about something petty at lunch and Sarah finally confessed about spreading lies about us so Clair and I cut her off.

"My parents are getting divorced" she finally says after a moment of long awkward silence.

"They've been fighting for months now and my mom decided she couldn't take it anymore so she walked out on dad I and Millie. She says now hysterically sobbing louder than before. I'm honestly afraid that someone will hear Sarah from two blocks away, by the way, she is carrying on.

"I'm so sorry Sarah," I say as I contemplate whether or not to hug her.

"It doesn't matter anyway what's done is done," she says coldly whisking herself off the floor as she stands up

"I have to get home anyway," she says looking down at me on the floor.

"Happy birthday," she says unenthusiastic and walks out.

I think I almost feel like I can relate to Sarah's situation in some very weird way. Although my parents were never together and I've only have had my mom as my only parent my whole life I still feel almost broken in a way Like I'm missing a strong father figure. It's almost crazy to say but my moms has had to play both parents. She is a caring loving mother but also at times very firm when needed and tells me if I've done something wrong. I don't think I could ever go through my parents divorcing if I had my father in the picture. It would be so awkward and weird to see one moment your parents lovey-dovey together and there next at each other throats. It honestly would be so heartbreaking to even think about.

I leave the bathroom not needing to pee anymore and wound up in the games room downstairs where Clair and her boyfriend are sitting with Brent and max as they are all chatting complete and utter nonsense. I've only recently felt like there has been a hole torn in my heart when I see them all together. I feel so left out like the fifth wheel, I basically power walk straight passed them and surprisingly Jackson is sitting right next to the fireplace all alone. I thought he left I think to myself as I hurry over.

"Are you cold?" I say with glee

"Nah I just like looking at the fire," He says to me as the light of the fireplace lights up his eyes a yellow-green tint.

"I couldn't find you before," I say staring at he gorgeously curved lips.

"Yeah I went out the front to smoke a cig," He says doing the hand motions with his left hand.

"I only smoke when I'm nervous or drunk," he says quickly explaining himself

"I've always wanted to smoke," I say imagining the smoke burning my throat as I suck in the smoke into my lungs.

"It's not good for you," he says with a serious yet a very concerned look like he thinks I'm actually considering putting that cancer stick in my mouth.

"Oh I know but when people smoke in movies it makes them look so badass"

He smiles

"About before"

"Bridget" Clair says as she runs furiously behind me

"WHAT," I say shouting thinking there is a robber or someone in the house the way she is going on

"Brent and Hudson wants to play Seven minutes in heaven but we don't have enough people," she says with pleading eyes at me and Jackson

"So, ask Piper and Sean, I'm sure they would love Seven minutes in a closet together," I said winking

"They've passed out on your floor and everyone is all too out of their minds to even talk," she says looking around at the half-drunk people asleep on my wooden floor.

"Ew fine, " I say getting up waving to Jackson

"Jackson you too Hun, you're not missing out on this," she says and I go bright red.

In the games room, Jackson and I sit awkwardly apart as Hudson grabs an empty beer bottle from the floor.

"Ok so for those of you who don't know what is spin the bottle or don't know how to play it," he says staring at Jackson and I like we're some nerds who hide in our rooms all day and play computer games and never go to parties,

"I thought we were playing seven minutes in heaven? " Clair says confusingly at Hudson

"I changed my mind now shh babe," he says puckering up his lips.

"Basically a group of people sits around the bottle and one person spins the bottle, but here's the twist. Whoever the bottle lands on has to answer either a truth or date" He says smiling

"Who wants to go first" he announces

"I will," Clair says grabbing the bottle firmly and spinning it around.

As it spins around and around I start to feel dizzy staring at the glass bottle hoping that it never ever lands on me.

Not surprising it abruptly lands on Hudson.

Clair smiles at me "Hudson I dare you to kiss me" she says puckering up her pink glossy lips.

Hudson leans in and they slippery make-out for what felt like minutes even though in reality it was a very odd couple of seconds as Brent, Max, Jackson and I stare at them awkwardly.

"Yummy," Clair says licking her lips

"You horny b***h," Brent says as he is now spinning the bottle.

As it spins and spins I sit there on edge knowing I have a 4 out of 5 chance of having the bottle land on me.

It lands on me

"Bridget Truth or dare," He says as the whole group looks at me

"Truth I guess," I say not wanting to be dared to do anything stupid

"Do you like anyone romantically in this group?" He says with the biggest smirk I've ever seen on his slim tanned face.

The group goes quiet and I feel like blushing

"Yes," I say and look at Brent dead in the eyes trying not to see Jacksons reaction

"Ok now my turn to spin the bottle," I say spinning the freezing cold bottle on the wooden floor.

It lands in the middle of Max and Jackson

"Pick one," Clair says to me

I sigh "Jackson Truth or dare,"I say not wanting to purposely avoid him any more than I have seamlessly tried to do.

"Dare," he says and I'm a little taken back by his choosing.

"Oh okay um I dare you to," I say trying to avoid daring him to kiss me

"Tell us your darkest secret," I say excitedly that I successfully avoided embarrassing myself in front of the whole group.

"Um that's a truth," Brent says

"Not really because she's daring him to confess something," Hudson says

Jackson gives me a nervous yet comforting smile and he answers this with ease.

"My darkest secret is I've never had a girlfriend," He says and looks at the ground

I feel bad for asking him to confess a secret even though it may not be a dark secret but it still is a secret.

How could someone like Jackson Riley not have a girlfriend? Maybe he's a player or extremely shy but either way, a guy as good looking and mysterious as he is has had to nave at least in his lifetime had some sort of a relationship.

"I think I'm going to head home," Jackson says and he stands up

"Jackson wait, " I say and follow him to the front door.

"I'm sorry I should never have asked you such a personal question, that was wrong of me"

"It doesn't matter," he says continuing

"I chose to answer it Bridget" the way he says my name as it rolls off his tongue makes it seem like nothing else matters in the world but him and I.

"I hope you liked your necklace," he says and as he walks out the front door.

I walk into the cold dingy basement where our sleeping bags are and rest my aching confused head on my pillow,

But gunshots were the only thing I could hear.

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