Personal+Narrative+24

My mother dropped me off at a place my brother Cody called torture. I always thought he was exaggerating, but now I don't blame him. It was early, and I was so parched, my mouth was like the Sahara desert. She, on the other hand, looked refreshed and pampered. She looked cool, swinging back and forth, back and forth. She was blonde, with green eyes as fierce and loyal as a cat. I stared into those eyes and waited for her answer. My emotions bubbled inside me and I wanted to yell and scream in her face. I don't know why I already wanted to tear my hair out, I just did. The sun gleamed in my face, blurring my vision. It was noticeable she didn't want anything to do with me. Although, everyone is like that on their very first day of school, right? //Yell in her face! Come on, she's not answering, do it!//  I said to myself. Everyone wasn't there yet. It was probably six o'clock. But I'm exaggerating, unlike her. She sat still, moving, her eyes were locked on me now. As I sat into the cold little swing with bird crud on it, she glared at me. A girl so fine would walk up and moved to the other play ground, but she put her hand out and said “Erin”. I stared at her hand, and then she grabbed mine and then dropped it. I imagined us swinging after school today, sun in our faces my mom yelling “ALAHNA! GET IN THE CAR!” and we would just giggle while Cody pushed us. //Why are you thinking about this? Cody would never like your friends. I wonder what Trinity is doing, if she misses me..//  no!I didn't want to think about Trinity and how much I missed her. That was the past, this is the present.   “And you are...?” she asked. I stared at her face, was she talking to me? She asked me again,  “And you are...?”, I still didn't answer. Soon I had the guts to say “Alahna, Alahna Rowe.”  “Ha, Alahna is a weird name. Who gave you that?A pig” she asked. I was offended by the pig thing.  “It's Alahna, Alahna Rowe. Why were you named Erin? I don't like that, how does that feel, huh?”  “//What?!”// she shrieked, “First of all, I'm smarter than you //and// I'm prettier than you!” I was about to protest when a boy came over. H e was blond, and tall. He had swampy green eyes. Erin opened her eyes, jaw dropped, I smiled.  “Hey, I'm Cory, nice shoes, uh...” Cory started.  “Alahna.” I said.  “Nice name too. May I sit next to you, Alahna?” Cory looked at the seat next to me. I stared at Erin with a half smile, then turned to Cory.  “Course, do you like to swing? I've never seen a boy swing.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Uh, never tried it.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Really? It's actually pretty fun! This is the first time I've done it too Cory. Just go back and forth.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Okay, I've seen this before, I'm going to ask my mom If she can push me.” Cory said with a grin. I looked at him for a moment and then he walked to the farther playground. I felt terrible, For no reason, may be because I almost laughed. Each moment made me feel terrible, like when I put a spider down Jackie's shirt because of her and “the mean girl” talking behind my back. Only, she wasn't my friend at the time, she was Trinity's BFF. Now, Cory was and is my friend, I hope. I want them both to be my friends. They seem cool. Once he was out of sight, I walked toward Erin. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Wow, you look pale.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “What? I do?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Yeah, are you going to cry?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “No! I'm not a wimp.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Are you calling me a wimp?!” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “No, well, yes.” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “But-” she started but I just glared at her. She shivered at the cold stare. Pain rushed through my whole body once again. I felt guilty, like I was a dog that just peed on the bed and was outside for the whole night. I always wanted to be a nice person. But if I kept this up, this whole friend thing wasn't going to work for me //.// The world seemed to be on my shoulders. One tip, and it would all end, crashing to the ground. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Alahna, you okay? Alahna, Alahna answer me!” Erin yelled into my ear. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “What? Oh, sorry, dozed off a little. Do you ever feel like the world rests on my, I mean your, shoulders, and one tip and it would all end?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “That was descriptive, but, yes, all the time, do you?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “That's what I'm feeling right now Erin. What's up with Cory?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Don't know. Maybe he's sad. He's not supposed to be over there anyway.” Erin told me. Soon there was this screeching noise in the parking lot. Before I knew it, kids were piling into the playground. Some kids hugged each other. I caught one pair's words before they left. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Nice to see you!” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Hey! How are you?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Great, and you?” <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Awesome!” Then they walked off giggling like best friends. I looked at Erin, then the empty swing next to me. I felt a pain in my heart. Like everything already ended. //Trinity probably already forgot about me. All the fun we had, all the times she stood up for me, they all had to end, gone. The jokes we shared are going to be gone, like her. What if she has a better friend than me...stop Alahna! Your losing your mind here! Stop, stop, stop! You got a new friend, and no Alice (the mean girl), now go with the flow like mom told you, just go with the flow...// I thought. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Hey Alahna, want to play in the sand box? Alahna? Again, WAKE UP ALAHNA!” Erin yelled at me. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Sure, the sand box, right...” The boarder of the sand box was a dark wood. Holes here and there on the boarder. I walked over and the sun was blocked by a cloud. //Me and Trinity played in the sand box. We would make tunnels and what not. I wish she were here. Me, her and Erin could be great friends. I miss Trinity!// I yelled in my mind. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Me and my BFF Trinity played in the sand box all the time. Every Wednesday and Thursday.” I mumbled. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Trinity? Who is that? Is she Chinese?” Erin asked. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “She's my BFF and she's black.” I mumbled lower than before. //Stop talking about her! She's gone, face it!// <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “NO! NO, TRINITY IS NOT GONE!” I yelled and Erin stared at me. //Oh, no, Alahna, your losing it...// I couldn't let myself takeover myself. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Mrs. Harrison's class, line up! Bell's going to ring!” yelled a over weight woman. I remembered the time when Cody, my brother, went to school and this Mrs. Harrison had to tear me off my brother and then I went to pre-school with Trinity and had a couple cookies. She had brown eyes and bleach blonde hair. I nodded and looked puzzled, was I in this Mrs. Harrison's class? Soon, a woman with brown hair and brown eyes started calling out names for Mrs. Harrison's class. Names went by, and I waited for her to yell “Alahna Rowe! Come here Alahna!” but no. More and more names: Tony, Charlotte, Cory, Kyle, Erin, Sequoia, and finally, me. I walked over and nobody smiled. I stared back at them. A kid looked at me and smiled, but he was the only one to smile. Cory talked to another over weight person, brown hair, blue eyes, stubby legs, short arms. A girl with crazy boyish hair (a style from the 60s I think...) smiled at me with a tooth grin. //All these people could be my friends, except the girl with boy hair, and stubby whom Cory is hanging out with. I'd like to be friends with that other boy who smiled at me, the girl that looks like... TRINITY!!// I ran to the girl who looked like Trinity. I hugged her and she hesitated. I didn't pull away though, I hung on her like another limb. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Can I help you girl who is hugging me and won't let go?” Trinity asked (or, I think it's Trinity) me. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> “Trinity! I knew I would see you soon! Let's hang out together ALL day!” I said, hugging her more tightly. “<span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;">I'm Sequoia, could you lessen your grip on me?” “<span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> No, no your Trinity, you got to be.” I say, lessening my grip and start crying. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;">//Your going insane for her Alahna, SHE'S GONE! Face it! Gone, gone, gone!// <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> I yell in my mind. I start crying harder and harder until someone starts patting my back. Cory? Erin? Who is patting my back?! I turn around to see the guy who smiled at me, who everyone starts calling Tony. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> I look at him and look deeply into his eyes. I looked deeply then another woman walked out and led us to a small room. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;">// Wow, this is smaller than the room in the pre-school, wow... // <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;"> I think. I look around and notice a big house. <span style="font-family: Comic Sans,cursive;">// Okay Alahna, time to make some friends. //