Gina sat in the cafeteria surrounded by her friends, quietly munching on her apple.
“Oh my God, it was AMAZING.” Gushed Lucy.
“Yeah, I can’t believe how many cute dresses we found for Prom, such a good day – we should do it again.”
Gina stopped munching. “Wait, what? You guys went shopping for prom?”
The rest of the table fell silent.
Sally’s cheeks went bright red. “Erm, yeah. On Saturday.”
Gina frowned. “Oh. I thought there were no plans for this weekend. That’s what you guys told me.”
“I’m going to go to the bathroom. Anyone want to join?” Lucy grabbed her lunch tray and left the table. Sally got up, then Grace, then Tracy.
Gina was all alone at the table.
“Bitches.” Gina whispered.
“Wait. They didn’t invite you to go prom dress shopping with them? I thought these were your friends?” Jake, Gina’s brother was sitting on the roof with Gina, smoking cigarettes and drinking stolen liquor from their parent’s cabinet.
“So did I.” Gina replied, taking a swig from the bottle.
“Even my friends aren’t my friends.”
Jake nodded and took a puff from his cigarette. “I know exactly what you mean.” He paused.
“Gina, when you leave high school and go to college, you’ll realise that you were only friends with people because you saw them 5 days a week.”
Gina coughed and put her cigarette down. “Why do we try so hard to be so nice to people who really don’t care about us?” Gina put her head in her hands. “I always do this, but why do I care so much? I shouldn’t.”
Jake sighed sadly. “We accept the love we think we deserve. That goes for kindness too. It’s the way we are, Gina.”
“Pass the bottle.” Gina replied.