Small talk is a life skill, like cooking. I might not love it, but it's a necessity (at least for me). It has gotten easier (I'm 43) but I hear my 12 year old daughter and she reminds me of me at that age. The difference is that she just tells me "I don't know how they (her classmates) always have something to say, they talk about things I don't care about" and then she would just continue reading her book in the middle of school recess and couldn't care less if the other kids think she's introverted. I wish I had her self confidence when I was 12, because I used to try to fit in, and I ended up sort of not knowing who I was, since I was pretending to be somebody else all the time. It's not the case anymore, but it's has taken me many, many years to find who I really am, and that, among other things, I don't like chit chat, (unless it's with very especific and/ or close people).