Lost In Neverland

I heard a door slam and looked up seeing Stella wipe her eyes. She paused for a second and continued to walk down the hall acting like she hadn’t been crying. Why the fuck was she crying anyway? That just didn’t make sense in the slightest. Daddy wouldn’t yell at his little princess for anything. This didn’t add up at all.

“Were you crying,” I asked when she approached me.

“No why would you think that,” she asked. She was a terrible liar, not only did her face show it but she had signs of crying. It didn’t help that her voice gave her away either.

“Well, your eyes are bloodshot red, and you have tear stains on your cheeks. Don’t think you can lie to me,” I rolled my eyes as I spoke. “So, I got told off by my Dad for getting you in trouble yet, when I walked by the All Time Low dressing room I peeked in and saw Daddy hugging his little girl. Shows your type right there. Bet Daddy was just putting on a show outside when he looked pissed off huh?”

“What do you mean ‘my type?’ I’m not some type! I’m just like you, but no. You’re too fucking naïve to notice. So do me a fucking favor and stay away from me this whole tour. Fuck you!”

I watched her walk away and I was not complaining, what could I say, I loved to watch her go. I stood up slowly, I was really curious as to where she was going. I tried to stay as quiet as I could and just far enough away where she wouldn’t know I was behind her. I saw her talking to a woman that looked a lot like her, my guess is it was her mother. Maybe her aunt cause I know she was here too. I tried to stay out of eyeshot. I quickly looked like I was talking with one of the managers to make it look like I had to be there.

Once I knew I wouldn’t get noticed I quickly slipped out the door, the only place Stella could’ve gone. I saw her walking across the street. She was so screwed when her parents found out, I mean, she was a dreadful liar. I don’t know why I was following her, I guess it’s because the first person I’ve talked to that actually has a fucking spine. I had never had someone yell at my before for what I said and I kind of appreciated it. Everyone else just ignored me but she was willing to fight back. She was feisty and that made me actually appreciate her more. Hell, we might actually end up being friends in the end of this well maybe that was an exaggeration.

I saw her looking at her phone, who was she texting so often? She didn’t really look up from it and I saw exactly where this situation was heading. She was too engrossed in her phone to see the car barreling down the road and she was about to walk right in front of it. I quickly ran over to her. I grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled her back so she wasn’t going to walk right in front of the car.

“What,” she asked before she looked back and saw me. “I thought I told you to stay the fuck away!”

“I saved your life but whatever,” I replied coldly.

“Why are you even here?”

“I need groceries for the bus cause I finished the last box of cereal this morning.”

I started walking away, why was she so ungrateful? She was going to have to talk to Alex when she got back anyway so she’d have a lot of fun with that. If you’re going to be on your phone all the time you still need to be aware because time is still going on around you. The world doesn’t stop because you ask it really nice. Time doesn’t give a shit who you are or what you do, it continues on in the end.

“What do you want,” I asked as I heard Stella approach me from behind.

“Thanks for saving me,” she said, looking at the ground.

“Whatever.”

“Can I walk with you?”

“I guess.”

There was a silence that waved over us, a rather uncomfortable silence at that too. How would I even talk to her, I didn’t really talk with anyone that weren’t my parents or their friends. The only time I had talked in depth with people my age was over the internet so I could read it over several times and make sure it was okay but when talking I couldn’t just proofread things over as many times as I wanted. If it was stupid and I said it that was it, it would just sit in the air to rot away.

Anything I said would be stupid so I wasn’t going to speak, only pray for her to break the silence. It was easier to get people to hate me so I didn’t have to speak, hell, it wasn’t like I wanted to be friend with stuck up bitches in the first place anyway. I had a lot more to do than worry about this, I wanted to be something. Like something that was actually important, maybe a teacher or something like that where I can make a difference. It wasn’t like there was much standing in my way, once I got into college I was free to do what I wanted. I was done going on tour after tour and I longed for that day. Maybe then I would have some real friends, maybe even a girlfriend. Until then I was fine with being alone, I didn’t need any of that stress in my life anyway.

I shook my head as if to clear the thoughts away. I was fine how I was; I craved the awkward silence that was currently between us. Stella was something else entirely, something that I still couldn’t figure out. She was like no one else I had really come into contact with and that made her beyond intriguing to me. She yelled at me, she tried to prove me wrong. No one else had she had a back bone. She had guts. Something about that was drawing me in.

Notes

I was supposed to have this out earlier but I took a nap instead so that's why it's up late. I won't be able to update on Saturday cause I'm going to Pride which will be a ton of fun and I'm super excited from. I also have fall break coming up soon except I'm getting my wisdom teeth ripped out during that so it's much less fun. I really hope y'all enjoy this, I got distracted halfway through cause I had a song idea so if it changes speed in the middle that's why.

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-Jess