Why i don't befriend people my age (teens)

This is gonna be me yapping why i like hanging out with older people and what i hate about our generation but maybe this is only bcs i live in a small crappy town.

As long as i could remember i always loved spending time with my beloved parents and their friends. I loved their company, how they talked, listening to their deep, meaningful conversations while watching them dressed in the most cool ways, sipping wine and eating appetizers in the orange cozy light. In my head they're the most cool and inteligent people i have ever met and i couldn't be more grateful for that. I've never doubted that they're my biggest authorities not just because of a label 'parent'. As i reached my teens I discovered I don't like my peers. Hanging out with them seemed boring. All they did was sit on their phones, laugh at stupid things, drink, act like idiots and not care about a single thing in the world. I don't wanna make myself sound that i think im better then them or im more intelligent or something. I couldn't care less. I'm not that smart i know it. I'm not good at maths, chemistry is giving me a hard time, i can't solve rubika cube or calculate stuff fastly in my head. I'm not very talented seeing how all my tries in ballet, basketball, dance, singing andswimming were a failure. But i couldn't find this one friend my age that could fit me. That could make me excited in meeting them. And i don't know who to blame. My small town, our generation, God, myself or everyone on this planet? Now i'm sixteen, second year in high school, having two classmates as 'friends' but feeling the most misunderstood and unfairly treated. Here on unfairness of it all and jealousy i for sure add social media on my to blame list. I catch myself thinking of other imaginary lives full of adventures and memories and pure joy. Although i may seem lonely i'm not really. At least not all the time. I find peace in my parents friends and my own mind. Every summer my dad organizes a film festival. It's not big but all friends of family come and it's the best time i have in whole year. My mom makes cheese plates with italian meat and spicy peppers, the house is emaneting warmth and jazz is playing through the vinyl.We sit till morning talking and laughing and dancing. And it's such a high that i don't get how my local peers feel the need to get drunk under bridges in garbage. I'm an old soul they say but i'm not. I'm just a teenager. A teenager that wants to live to the fullest and talk till my mouth falls off but suppresses all this energy seeing how no one wants to match it.