Jerks in the air again. *read*

I swept off all the dust from the old tree house.

From the last few days I've discovered many childhood memories, from pictures, tea sets, even my first *tiny* guitar.

Soon enough everything was dusted, clean, and sparkling, as I hummed the melodies of Uncharted.

"Hey." A voice startled me.

I turned around.

Collin.

Meh.

"Don't ever do that to me again, Collin, or I'll send my troop over here in less than a second. " I said, angrily.

"I'm sure you will." He smiled.

" How are you feeling?" I asked.

" From the concussion from your very gentle best friend gave me?" He joked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, I'm fine." He smiled.

He said down on one the *tiny* green chairs.

"Aha, Mr. Potter." Collin picked up one of the Teddy bears on a bookshelf.

"Mr.Potter, my manager, and was all ways there of my performances." I smiled.

" Geela-Lee." He picked up a stuffed poodle with a tutu and a pink bow.

" Geela-Lee, Bella Flynne's biggest fan. Always front row of every concert." Collin said, smiling.

"How bout' we see you play,eh?" He suggested.

"Nope." I said.

"Please." He said, in his southern voice.

I shook my head.

" Pleaseee, I haven't heard you play in like forever." He said.

"No." I turned around and faced the window.

I felt him behind me.

" W o a h." I said.

"Not even for me?" He said, closer.

His lips came closer.

" Hold on there, cowboy.." I said, pulling his head away.

" What?" He smiled, coming closer again.

"Hello?" I said, sarcastic, still pushing him away.
I pulled out the 'R' necklace from my coat.

" Well, it's Collin's turn, now." He said, hugging me.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yelled kicking him.

He groaned and fell to the floor.

"What the f&8*&5 is wrong with you?" I said, and climbed down into the woods.

I ran home, not wanting to think about Collin and his disturbing actions.

"Hey Bells, what are you doing?" Gabrielle said, pocking her head in my room, after hours of listening to music and staring at the roof.

" Oh nothing, you're not going to believe what hap--"

"Com'on let's go the tree house!" Gabrielle said pulling my arm.

"I don't want to gooo..." I said.

Somehow, Gabrielle Amber Taylor got to the tree house.
Some way, I don't know.

"Oh-mi-gawsh! I remember Geela-lee!" Gabrielle said.

"Yeah yeah, me too." I said.

She rolled her eyes.

" Look, our journals!" Gabrielle said, picking up her own.

"Let me see!" I said, squatting down next to her.

Dear diary,

Today me and bella made pancakes with emma. emma is nice to me and emma is my moms best friend and bellas mommie. My pancake has bluberries and it was shapped like a smile and two eyes. bellas pancakes has raisin mouth and eyes. they were yummy. me and bella dont like maple sirup so we ate them with huny yum! and butter! yum! okay bye

We giggled.

"Hey, ladies." Collin's southern voice said at the door way.

I looked the opposite direction, annoyed.

" Oh, hey Collin! We're just reading our journal. You know we could reenact the little concerts with the teddies!" Gabrielle smiled.

"Haha, you have a gre--"

"I'll go get gummy bears." I said, interrupting Collin.

I won't even say his name anymore.

"Wha-why?" Gabrielle asked.

" What's a concert without gummy bears?" I said, sarcastically.

"Uh-okay..." Gabrielle said, oddly.

I pushed past Collin.

I purposely walked slowly over to my house, took like ten minutes to "Get the gummy bears".

Then I slowly walked back to the tree house.
I didn't step on a single branch, didn't make a sound.
Then I slowly and quietly climbed up the stairs. I walked around the porch to the door.

O h m y g o s h .

My Gabrielle, kissing,no, making out, with... Collin.

Capital M -E -H.

"Oh, my, gawsh." I said.

The pulled away from each other.

"Bella before you panic I can explain we were to tell you toda-" Gabrielle said quickly.

I shook my head. Tears in my eyes.

" YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?" I yelled.

" Bella, listen!" Gabrielle said.

"NO, I WON'T GABRIELLE. BECAUSE I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU OUT OF ALL PEOPLE WOULD NOT TELL ME, YOUR BEST FRIEND, SUCH AN IMPORTANT THING." I yelled louder.

"AND YOU, WHY HER? SHE'S [beep] INNOCENT! YOU'RE A JERK-OFF! WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BREAK HER HEART? YOU A [beeping] a$$[beep] !" I yelled.

"What is she talking about?" Gabrielle asked.

"I don't know, She's going crazy, I think she hit her head or something." Collin acted innocent.

" YOU KNOW WHO'S ABOUT TO GET HIT IN THE HEAD, [beep] FACE?" I said punching him.

"BELLA!? WHAT IS YOUR [beep] PROBLEM?" Gabrielle asked.

"[beeping] PERVERT!" I said, throwing the pack of gummy bears in his face.

Oh, if I would of had a textbook in my hands...

"YOU'RE GOING NUTS, BELLA!" Gabrielle said, holding me back.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I yelled.

"WHEN YOUR HEART BREAKS, DON'T COME TO ME!" I yelled at Gabrielle.

" I won't need your love life help, Bella, since you need some yourself!" She argued.

" In matter of fact, don't ever come to me again, [beep]" I said, my final words.

"[Beep]!!" I threw all the toys in the bookshelf in top of Collin.
The hard ones.

I've never, ever yelled/cursed/been so mad at Gabrielle before.

"You need psychotic help, Bella! Tell your mom to take you to a mental hospital, they'll treat you well there!" Gabrielle yelled, as I climbed down the ladder.

"Oh yeah? Well, you need to get eye surgery maybe you see what the [beep] he really is, [beep],"



And I got the l a s t w o r d.

~BELLS

AMY PLEASE READ!

Okay, I tried commenting on your blog, it's not working

DO NOT. I tell you DO NOT CANCEL YOU BLOG.

Your blog inspires me. It's different. It's the only blog that's not about Glee and Boys, just like many of the AG community. (Yes, I'm criticizing my own blog. I don't give a crap.)
Your blog is so creative. So unique. So inspiring.

Who blogs about common problems in teens these days like teen pregnancy, deaths, etc?

Virginia does.

People just don't understand that.

I read you blog.
Not because this person or that person is following you.

I read because I want to. Because I enjoy it.

You, out of all people should not be canceling your blog.

You know who should be canceling her blog?

ME.
Why?
Because my blog is just like some other AG blog.
A friking replica of Beth's.
I didn't mean to, but it just seems way to familiar to hers.
Every single concept I blog about she has already blogged about.
My blog is so friking unpopular the last frikin time some one actually COMMENTED, was in Jan.

Thanks I feel so appriciated.
YES I'M HATING ON MY OWN FRIKIN BLOG RIGHT NOW.
Why?
Because it's stupid.
That's why.

Yours is like I said, Is worth reading. Different. Inpiring.

Stop reading my blog, I don't give a crap anymore.
But I wont stop reading yours.

And guess what?
Yes, in fact, I a darn nasty reader-wanting sourpuss, thanks for calling me that by the way.
And if your gonna cancel your blog too aren't you a reader-wanting sourpuss too?

~♥A

( And those people that do read my blog, go over to Virginia's blog and support her, please. :) )

Un-appreciated. (IMPORTANT, PLEASE READ)

I'm getting very aggravated with this situation.

I work SO hard for these blogs that I write.
I try to make my blogs as different as possible as any other blog after an slight coincidence.

Today, I decide to check my stats.
My last post view, only THREE pageviews.
THREE.

And those were all probably myself.
Seriously?

During January my pageviews were pretty high, I have to say.

In Nov-Dec. No one even supported this blog.
No one. That time was the most exiting part of this entire blog.
But the only person that ACTUALLY read and commented on my blog was Bethie.
She doesn't even read this blog anymore.

I have to be honest but in one day in November I was surprised to see my stats grow.

November 6 and 23, 2010.

Then they dropped during december.

They rise in Jan.

Now they're low again.

What is wrong with my blog? Is uninteresting.
Because I'm getting mad.
Really mad.

I noticed that blogs tat only post once-in-a-while get a lot more pageview/comments.

Do you want me to do that?
To leave you unattended on my way to success?
Until I forget my blog?

Seriously guys!
This just proves me that I have 22 un-dedicated followers who only find my blog good sometimes. Thanks a lot .


~BELLS

Suprise

"Collin, where are you taking us?" I asked Collin, who was dragging both Gabbie and I somewhere deep-ish into the forest of our backyard.

"COLLIN! That's enough, where in the heck are you taking us?" I yanked my arm from his grip.

"Just come on! " He grabbed us again.

"AHHH! HE'S TRYING TO KIDNAP US!" Gabrielle yelled.

"What?" He raised his arms in confusion.

Gabrielle picked up a thick branch quickly,

"WAAH!" She hit him with the branch.

Collin stumbled into the ground with pain.

I stood there, in shock.

" I was just trying to show us a childhood place! "She said, grabbing his knee.

" Oh... " Gabrielle said,

Soon enough he passed out, since Gabrielle also hit him in the head.

" What are we going to do?" I panicked.

"We'll have to carry him back to the house!" Gabrielle was soon enough panicking too.

"Okay, I grab his arms you grab his legs. "

"Okay." Gabrielle got her grip.

"One, Two, and THREE!" Gabrielle raised his legs.

"You were supposed to raise him too!" She yelled.

"But what if I thought it was one,two, three, Go!" I panicked.

" Ugh, In the count of thre--"

"One, two, three, go? or just one two three?" I asked.

"One two three!" She said.

I raised him.

"That was just the response!" She yelled .

This one of the moments Bella and Gabrielle had of panicked, yes, stupidity.

"But you said it's one two three go! Ugh, lets try this again!" I said.

"One, two, three!" We raised him.

We tried to walk as far as he could.

"He's too heavy!" Gabrielle said,

" Keep going, we're more than halfway there!"

"I can't!" She argued.

"Yes, you can Gabs!" I said.

"No, falling down, I'm falling!" She said, after a few minutes.
She stumbled into the ground.

"Gabrielle!" I said, running to her.

"I'm OK!" She said.

" Okay, But we have a kind of long way to go," I said.

I sat down on the grass.

"We can't just leave him passed out on the grass, you know." I said, well, I was lying.

We looked at each other.

" We can," We said, giggling.

"But we're not. We just have to think of a way to bring him over there." I said.

We stood there.

" Maybe, we can stay here with him, I'll bring like a wet towel from my house." I suggested after a while.

" Yeah, good idea. Go get the towel." Gabrielle said.

We were both still unsure, but we can't carry him into the house.

I ran all the way to the back porch of the house, to find the back sliding doors locked.
Damn. Now Ashlee would have to find out.

I ran to the window of our bedroom.
I knocked intensely on the glass.

"Ashleigh!" I yelled.

She moved the curtain.

"What?" Her voice sounded far through the glass.
I pointed to the side.
She did a long nod after a while of pointing which signified that she knew about the glass door.

She left the room and I ran to the porch again.

"What's going on Bella?"

I rushed in the kitchen and wet a cloth.


"BELLA! ANSWER ME!" She yelled.

"Collin is hurt! MOVE!" I shoved her out of the way.

" Why didn't you carry him inside the house, dumba$$?" She yelled.

"We couldn't, Idiot!" I ran.

"Wait, we'll drag him with the wagon!" She yelled.

"We can't, I'll break!" I yelled, running.

" We'll three over two so we'll carrying him in!" She caught up with me and we continued running. The dogs followed behind.


We caught up with Gabrielle, who had her arm around his shoulders. She was smiling.
Why in the heck would she be smiling?

" Is he awake?" Ashleigh asked, bending down.

" Yeah, kind of. "Gabrielle answered.

"Okay, I'll put this over his fore head, and we'll all grab on." She said.

"Ready, One, two, three!" We all held on.

We worked hard on carrying him back into the house, onto the sofa.

" *Sigh* Finally. What's this boy been eating?" Ashleigh said.

I realized something, and started to crack up.

"What?" Ashleigh said.

"You know we could of drag him over here with the sled?" I said.

Soon enough we all cracked up.
Ashleigh left us still giggling as she went to pick up the phone.

"Gabs, you need to go home. Something about cleaning up or something," Ashleigh said.

"I'll be back!" She said, waving.

I sat down as Ashleigh took care of Collin.

I tried to remember what he was trying to show us.
Nothing.
I couldn't remember anything.
Until it came to me.
The tree house.

"I'll be back. Tell them I'm in the tree house, " I told Ashleigh, and ran.

I remembered the path pretty well.

Then, I was in front of it.
The tree house.
GCB.
Gabrielle
Collin
Bella.

I climbed up, to reveal memories.
Pictures pined up in the bulletin board, toys laying around, our favorite tea set, even our journals.

I picked up mines.

Bright pink covered in purple flowers and swirls of blue glitter.

Dear Journal,
Today I is very sad. Ma brought me a new box of crayuns. It has a lot of color. It even has a sharpaner. Is so cool. I took it to schol. But then a boy that sits next to me said if he could borrow a color and i said yes. Then he trick me and took a lot and broke them I is very sad. I tell the teacher and she dont anything.

I flipped the next page.

Dear Journal,
I is happy today. My momy bought me a new pack of crayons. and i will not give to jonny ony to gabrielle and collin. collin was sick today so he didn't go to school. i have nothing to say. bye

To be continued....
~BELLS

Overachieving is my thing.

" Bella Flynne and Aria Everdeen report the principal's office, NOW." Headmistress' voice boomed over the loud speaker.

I looked at Aria, who also seemed confused as well. With my eyes dizzy from the confusing event, I looked around to see the whole History looking at me.

I slightly shrugged to let them know I was confused too.

I didn't hesitate to pick up my bag and start walking.

"What's going do you think is going on?" I whispered to Aria as we came close to the door.

"It's elusive to say right now, Bella." She said, pushing the door open.

"What did we do--"

"No communication, Ms. Everdeen." Mr. Lopez, the vice principal, who was surprisingly standing outside the door waiting for us.

He escorted us to the principal's office.

In the brown walled, leathery room, we stood, tension filling the air.

"Thank you, Phil."Headmistress came out of a door in her office.

She sat down and grabbed a stack of paper and evened them out until Mr.Lopez left.

" Have a seat, ladies. " She smiled.

We sat down in the two big leather seats in front of her desk.

She opened one of her drawers and took out two papers.

"Aha, Bella Alexis Flynne and Aria Cassidy Everdeen." She said, examining the papers.

I gagged at the name "Alexis".
Jeez, Ma, such a bad name.

"Now, would you ladies explain to me what this is?" She pulled out another sheet from a stack on her desk.

Recognizable.
The chorus class debate sign up sheet.
Two rips from the top, my assume that it was ripped from the massage wall.

I looked at Aria.

"Headmistress, uh, that the chorus um, signing sheet." I nervously said.

"So, you girls planned to open an Chorus class or club?" She examined the paper.

"Uh, yes ma'am," Aria responded.

" You ladies do notice that ever club or event that is posted at the message wall is first discussed with me, right?" She circled around us with her hands behind her back.

Silence.
I peered at Aria.

" Right, Aria?" Ms.Martinez sat back down.

I sunk back in my chair.
Aria looked at me with I'm-sorry eyes.

A few minutes past of silence.

"But you girls are not in trouble."

Suddenly, both our eyes laid on Headmistress with relief.

" I actually have found the perfect teacher, she loves to sing, and she's been thinking about making a glee club." She smiled.

Aria and I smiled at each other.

"Now if you excuse me, I will call her right now. I believe it is her free period." She punched some numbers into her phone.

"Hello, do you mind coming over to my office?"
"Oh yes, thank you. It's important."
"Oh, sure. See you here,"

~ 7 minutes of non-stop smiling~

The door opened.

Me and Aria looked backed of excitement.

Ms.Lynne.

Who ever thought the world's nicest math teacher, would be a singer.

Well, I don't know about you, but I didn't.

She smiled.

"Ahah, Who knew Bella Flynne and Aria Everdeen would be the ones from the sign up sheet, eh?" She said.

Headmistress smiled.

"Well, why don't you show me some of your talent?" She smiled.

Headmistress nodded in approval.

" Sorry, Ms.Lynne but I don't have my guitar with me, I could bring it tomoro--"

" Well, good for you I think Mr.Escobar might have one! I'll be back," She said, leaving us again with Ms.Lopez.

A few minuted later, considering the fact the music room was just two halls away, Ms.Lynne came back with a leather case.

"Here you go, Flynne." She smiled.

The guitar was already tuned, very well, tuned, I must say, which means that we were ready to sing.

"Ready!" Aria said, happily, standing up.

I smiled.

I played the begging notes.

" My mama told me when I was young, we are all born superstars" I sang.

My voice rose.

"She put my hair up put my lipstick on In the glass of her boudoir ," I sang.


" 'There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are she said, 'Cause He made you perfect, babe,So hold your head up girl and you you'll go far Listen to me when I say' " Aria stunning voice sang.

"I'm beautiful in my way,
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret,
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way " I sang the chorus.

"Ooo, there ain't no other way
Baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way
(Born this way)
Ooo, there ain't other way
Baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way " Aria sang, but was interrupted by the bell.

"Amazing job, ladies. You gals will be announcing the first ever glee club in this school today at the talent show." Headmistress smiled.

"Excuse us, Have a nice day Ms.Lynne and Headmistress," Aria said, and I gave back the guitar to Ms.Lynne.

And I was so proud.

♥♥♥♥ Talent show that afternoon ♥♥♥♥

" Well, thank you Joe for those amazing drumming skills! Now, won't you just give another big of applause for Joe Solomon!" Ms. Duncan said over the microphone.

The crowd roared.

"Now, boys and girls, it's time for mid-show, break, we'll see you in fifteen minutes." Ms.Duncan smiled.

"He was really good!" Dawn said.

" I guess so." I smiled.

" But the girl, you know, the one who was dancing was REALLY good!" I said.

" The play was awesome too, I loved the part when Jenna Mc--"

"Psst Psst, Bella!" Some one loudly whispered.

I looked to my right and saw Ms.Duncan making hand gestures.

The movement of her hands informed me to come with her.

I looked to my left and Dawn and Gabrielle looked at me with confusion, and Aria was being dragged too.

I finally shoved my way out and landed next to Ms.Duncan.

"You'll be presenting the glee club now." She said.

We walked over to Aria and the teacher that was leading her and joined together.

" I'm so excited!!!" Aria said.

We headed backstage where there was just bunch of girls there smiling and jumping up and down.

I walked around.

" No, hair, no make-up?" I asked.

"Uh, no, why? Did they have hair and makeup in your old school?" Aria asked.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Girls, It's time. Here Bella, give a performance, maybe they'll get inspired.

And so we did, we performed Born this way by Lady Gaga.

The crowded roared more than ever.

Introducing: Bella Flynne, Monroe tech institution's first ever Glee club's vocal instructor.

Bella Flynne: Overachiever, on her way to fame.


~BELLS

Childhood-ness

I walked back home from school with Dawn and Gabrielle.

" Who do you think dressed worst today?" Dawn asked, pointing out that it was dress down day.

" Well, I think it was Annabe--"

Gabrielle was interrupted by a loud gasp.

"THE ICE CREAM TRUCK!! WOOHOOOO!!!!!!!!" Dawn ran fast, following the music.

"I'm going with her, Bye Bells!" Gabrielle said.

I tried not to remember what happened LAST time when Gabrielle left for the ice cream truck.

I still have that gosh darned scar in my knee.

"Bella?" A voice said.

Completely unfamiliar.
It gave a laugh-gasp.

I turned around.

A boy, taller than me, yet just inches shorter than Rodger, his hair was long, but opposite of Rodger's. His was more swept to the side, like... erg, Justin Bieber...

I looked down at the floor.

"You don't remember me, Don't cha?" He asked.

" Uhh... Not really..." I blushed.

"I can't believe I remember everything about you! Bella Alexis Flynne, Birthday June 27, 1998, Favorite color turquoise, great singer, loves getting her hands messy..." He said.


I was speechless. Either I have some magical wizard or a extreme stalker in front of me because I swear I never seen this guy before.

"I'm Collin. I was your best friend. And Gabrielle's. I guess you just complete forgot about me. Since you moved around so gosh darned much." He said.

It came back.
Collin. Collin Smith.

" Oh, My, gawsh! COLLIN!!" I jumped on his arms.

"Nice that you remember me bits," He laughed.

I laughed too.

" Look Bella, I bought a Popsicle!" Gabrielle's voice was far behind.

I turned around.

She slowed down when she saw the rare blond male standing next to me.

She finally reached me.

" Uhh. Hello..." Gabrielle awkwardly said while giving me the mango frozen-ness.

" You don't remember me either, Gabrielle?" Collin hesitated.

" Nothing at all? You don't recognize me? " he asked.

Gabrielle shook her head.

" Gamberelle?" He said.

Gamberelle- The nickname childhood-Collin gave Gabrielle. Combination of Gabrielle and Amber.

Gabrielle gasped.

"Collin?" She hugged him.

"Reunited." He whispered.

~BELLS

Newbies :)

** Short-ish post alert! **



Althought it's been less than a week that I've got to this new school.
Wait, isn't it a week already?

Anyways,

I've met new friends,so I'll introduce them to you.

Dawn Karissa Larsen

A.K.A maybe just the craziest and weirdest yet different person you'll ever meet. Born to Sunset and Joel Larsen. She has short, black hair with bangs. Her eyes are a pretty shade of hazel. She's ALMOST a full-bred hippie. She shares my love of animals, as long as world peace. She's creative when she wants to be. She usually hyper and interactive, jumping off the walls. She eats too much sugar, that's why. Her favorite clothing store is Aeropostale. She's a bad money-saver, too. She can be pretty violent too. She comes out saying random stuff, like and I quote:

"I like burning things"

"What if skittles were deep-fried?"

"I tried washing my hands with toothpaste once."

"I play Call of Duty black ops"

" Green gummy bears are disgusting!"

Yes, she sounds mentally ill and special Ed... But, she is completely normal. She's just occasionally gullible and random. And most of the time she's er, hyper. She's always full of ideas.
She's either the nicest person to you, your the bitchiest, brattiest person. You decide.
Don't push her buttons or she's swallow you down.

Aria Emmalee Smithens

Maybe the most responsible and honest person I know. She's completely brilliant. Her writting pieces are just completely amazing. She's just brilliant at every single subject. Her drawing are amazingly beautiful. She has big bouncy curls, dark, beautiful gray eyes. One word that describes her:
Intelligent.


To be continued....

~BELLS

A change forever Part I

"But, out of all 6 sides of a cube, only three are odd, 1,3 and 5. So that's a probability of 3/6, which is also 1/2 in lowest terms, So I'm guessing the correct answer is C.)" I guided my fingers to show my answer.

"I don't think it's the correct answer, I don't." Annabella, the smartypants of the group said.

"Alright then what to you think is the answer, Annabella?" Jazmin said, in a teasingly hissy voice.
Jazmin, one of the "it girls" who was also, a nice person.

"Well, I don't know, But I'm pretty sure it isn't C.)" Annabella stared at the paper.

~Five minutes later~

"You guys have three more minutes to complete your group work, remember everyone at your table gets a homework pass!" Ms.Lynne, the nicest math teacher you can ever have, said.

"I'm sure it's the right answer, because out of 6 only 1,3, and five are the odd numbers." I said, spreading six fingers, and putting down the first, third and fifth.

"OKAY, I know, but it clearly states Odds, then greater than 1!" She snapped.

I would of argued back, but I didn't, just because it's just been a few days since I've arrived in the school.
But thankfully, Jazmin did.

"Okay, Annabella, then what's the answer?! Staring at the paper won't help!" She spoke loudly, almost yelling.

"I don't know! Just, shut up!" Annabella responds,rudely.

"Here comes the attitude." Jazmin said, leaning back on her chair.

Tell me about it, I thought.

"Two more minutes, class!" Ms.Lynne said cheerfully.

"Just pick C.)!" Jazmin said.

"NO. I don't think that's the right answer!" Annabella said, again with her stupid additive.

"So what, Annabella? We'll still get a 98%!" Said turtle, actually Carl, but I nicknamed Turtle.

"I don't care it's not the right answer!" She yelled.

"Ugh, Annabella your such a B1tch!" Jazmin hissed.

The bell rung.

"It has to be right, because it counts as 90% of your final grade!" Jazmin said, teasingly, and left the classroom.

Annabella did the stupid once eyebrown arched and a smaller eye look as she always does for like 20 seconds and gave the paper to Ms.Lynne, and left the classroom.

"The girl has improvement to do. She's too childish." Turtle said, grabbing his book bag, and heading out the door.

I just going for the rest of the day.

Annabella is actually very nice.
But, she also has some, well, problems?
She's very childish and greedy. And a perfectionist.
And picky.
Her actions are annoying, but she's nice.

~6th period~

"As you guys know, you took your writing level test, just a few days ago. I have graded them, and I will call you guys up one by one to privately , to tell your grades. Until then, independent reading. " The Literacy teacher smiled, and headed to his desk.

I pulled out Catching fire, by Suzanne Collins, and stuck my nose in.

" I SO recommend that book!" A voice said.

I looked up.

In front of me sat a pretty girl.
Short, black hair, bangs, and hazel eyes.

Hazel eyes have always caught my attention.
Hers were so pretty. They matched perfectly with her rare light skin, her dark short hair, and her brown glasses.

"I'm Dawn. Dawn Larsen." She waved her hand a little.

"Hi. I'm Bella Flynne." I said, smiling.

"Hey, isn't your sister Ashlee? She asked.

"Yeah, do you--"

"Hey Dawn!" A girl said, sitting down in our table.

"Hey Aria, this is Bella. Bella, this is my best friend Aria." Dawn smiled.

"Hi!" She smiled.

"Expect awesomeness from that book." She smiled brightly.

"Dawn, come on up. Bella I hope I just didn't hear you talking." The teacher said, looking from his laptop.

I rolled my eyes and peer back into my book.

Mr.Stany, the literacy teacher, was the most hissy,over-reacting, exorbitantly stressed teacher.
He stressed over EVERYSINGLE THING POSSIBLE.

Dawn came back, smiling.

"Aria, please come up." Mr.Stany said.

Then he called me, and we all found out we all had the highest writing level in all his classes.

~Message wall~

The message wall, is a whole wall dedicated to news about the school.
It had 6 large bulletin, and equal spacing between them to fit more papers. It's a student's responsibility to come and check it.


I looked carefully at the 'clubs sheet'.

School Clubs

Fashion

Arts&crafts

Pottery

Cooking

Dancing

Science/Math

Homework help/studying.

"Hey, Bella. Insterested in any clubs?" Gabrielle's voice said behind me.

I turned around and saw Gabrielle and Aria, standing behind me.

"Umm, their isn't a glee club? Or, like choir?" I asked.

Gabrielle looked at Aria.
Aria's gray eyes turned to me.

"No, not really." She said.

Gabrielle eyes lit up.

"I need to do something about this." I said.

And I was.

I stumbled off, on my way to the principal's office.

~BELLS

My friends and family, and those who I left behind.

"Bella Baby, wake up." Ma's sweet voice startled me from my horrible nightmares of my new life.

I shook awake.

"Thanks, ma" I said, rubbing my face.

"Nightmares?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said, hopping out of bed.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower, and changed into a pair of gray sweatpants and a green t-shirt with the words "AEROPOSTALE" in grey and "1987" in navy.

I wrapped my hair in a high bun, securing it with a large black scrunchie.

"Morning, Liz" I said, patting Liz on the back.

" Good morning, Bella." She said, handing me a plate of turnkey bacon, Pillsbury croissants, and egg over easy.

"Thanks" I said, taking the plate to the dining table.

"Everyone's excited for the super bowl today... " Ma said looking up from her Nook color.

"I'm not." I muttered.
Liz gave a stare.
I shrugged.
At this moment I was extremely mad at my mom for wanting to move me back with them.
But who knows what this will bring?
I dunno, doom?
Sorry, I'm not such an optimistic person.

The door bell rang.
My mom looked up at me.

"I'll get it." She said, laying her nook safely on the table.

"I'll get it, mom" I gave her a stare.

I walked over to the door.
I looked through the peep hole.

"Rodger?" My voice risen.

"I told you I was going to come." He said, hugging me.

"Morning, Rodger, would you like some breakfast?" Liz said, standing up already heading to the kitchen.

"No thanks, Lizsters." He replied.

"Coffee? Tea?" She said.

"LIZ." I said, my voice serious.

We all sat at the table.

"So Rodger, what are you interested in?" Ma asked.
I looked down at my plate, hoping Rodger didn't recognize my embarrassment of my mom's stupid questions.

"Umm, I like playing guitar, umm football,I guess?" He replied awkwardly.

"Just like Bella baby here! My husband LOVES football! He actually played football as a kid, he was going to--"

"Ma, please." I said, looking up from my plate.

She stopped and smiled at Rodger.

"Oh would you look at that! Hurry up and eat Belle, if we don't leave soon, we'll be stuck in traffic." She said, looking at her watch.

"Understood" I said.

I didn't want to eat quickly. I rather wanted to eat slowly. Yet my appetite wasn't working with me.

"Eat your bacon, at least Bella." Liz said.

"I'm not hungry." I said, picking up my plate.

"C'mon you love turkey bacon." She insisted.

"Liz, I'm sorry but I'm just not hungry." I said, dropping the plate in the sink.

"Rodger, would you mind helping me bring those downstairs?" My mom said, struggling with some suit cases.

"Sure, Mrs.Flynne." Rodger said, picking up one of the suitcases.

I smiled. His attempt at being a good role model was working, but he didn't have to try, he already was.

"Bella get ready will you?" She said, leaving the apartment.

I grabbed my coat and my scarf, looked at Liz, who already had her coat on.
I took a last look at my room, It still looked the same, except the closet wasn't turned upside down, all my stuff from my desk wasn't there, and my pillow pet and pillow weren't in place.

I walked down to Liz, who was already waiting for me in the elevator as well as Rodger and ma.

As soon as we got downstairs, Rodger and ma stuffed the suit cases in the trunk and I positioned coconut in the back seat of the car.

"I'll leave you too alone." Ma got in the car, Liz followed her.

I didn't dare to meet eyes with Rodger.
He held my hand and took me inside the building.

"Rodger..." I began.

"I'll really miss you." I said as I burst into tears and flew into his arms.

"I will too." I couldn't tell if he was crying, but I was sure he wasn't.

"Listen, Bella. I'll try to visit you as much as I can." He said.

Our eyes locked.

I burst into tears again.

My mom honked the car.

"I'll miss you, Bella." He said, leaning in.

Our lips joined, for about three seconds later we let go. His hand folded in mine, he walked me over to the car, hugged me a last time, and backed up.

Liz got out of the car, crying.

"I'm sorry for everything I've done, I was really stupid and you didn't deserve to be treated like--"

"It was nothing, Liz." I hugged her.

"I'll miss, you Flynne." She said.

"I'll miss you, Merriman." I said, getting into the car.

I gave a final wave, and mouthed the words "I'll miss you" as the car took off.

I slept for the whole car ride, until my mom woke me up.

"Bella, we're here!" She said, her smile wide.

Suddenly all the anger and sadness faded away, as I saw my childhood house standing right behind my mom.

"Now Bella if you would help me pull out these--" Ma's voice faded as I ran towards the house.

Coconut and Jimmy ran behind me, barking.

The twisted the door knot, which was locked.

I ran toward the familiar route to the backyard, opened the back door and saw my house.

Everything was still in boxes, but I could still see the furniture.

Living room with yellow walls, tan leather long sofas, clear/silver T.V. stand.

The music blarred from my room, but I was distracted from my room by my dad, who stood in the kitchen.

"DAAAAAAAAD!!!" I jumped in his arms.

"I missed you, Bella!" He said, hugging me tightly.

"You've gotten so tall!" He said.

"Thanks!" I said.

"Boy, have you grown, I heard you've got a boy back in New york! Ashlee found one, but he was a--"

"ASHLEEEEE!" I ran out of the kitchen to my room.

"ASHHHLLEEEEEE!" I found her in top of the bed, on her laptop.

"ASSSSSSHHHHHHHHH!" I jumped in top of her.

"PRINCESSSSSSSS!" She hugged me!

"OH MY GAWSH! YOUR HAIR IS SO PRETTY!" I pointed out her natural black hair and blue hair streaks.

"YOUR SO TALL!" She said.

"Jeeez, everyone is telling me that!" I laughed.

She lowered the volume on her radio.

"I heard you in the glee crap business." She said.

"Yes, I am, and it's not crap." I smiled.

"Hey, What that necklace?" She asked.

"Oh it's nothing!" I said, hiding the bejeweled 'R' behind my hand.

"What is ittttt?" She asked, pulling my hand away.

"An 'R' huh?" She smiled.

I blushed.

"Who's this 'R' guy?" She said.

"His name is Rodger. He's my best friend."

"Looks to me he's more than a best friend"

We talked for hours, until something came up.

"GABRIELLLLEEEE!" I yelled.

I ran out the house, to my left, skipping two houses.

Landing on the third house from mine's, a brick house, pretty, very.

I gladly knocked on the door.

"Bella!" I heard Isabel's voice bloom from the peep hole.

"It's so nice to see you! I heard from your mom that you were coming back. Gabrielle doesn't know it! Why don't you go to her room and give her a suprise, would ya?" Isabel smiled.

I walked carefully to her room, opened the door, and saw her face expression.

"BELLLAAA FLYNNE!!!" She said, hugging me tighter than ever.

"GABRIELLE TAYLOR!" I tightly hugging her back.

At this point my emotions were mixed. Was I angry that my possibility of becoming something big was left behind? That my boyfriend and my friends were sad that I left?
Or was I happy that I would see my best friend everyday? That I would be talking to my older sister about my problems?
Or was I upset I had to be the new girl again?

Or is my life just split in two?

~BELLS

Forever good-bye :(

I softly chewed in to the pieces of cheerios in my mouth.
I was sitting in the dining table, having a typical morning breakfast of milk and cereal in my jammies.

I counted the cheerios floating in the pool of milk as I stuffed another spoonful in my mouth.


"BELLA! HAVE YOU SEEN MY EYESHADOW PALLET?" Liz yelled from her room.

I could almost visualize Liz searching through her drawers like a starving person looking for a crumb of bread.

I stuffed the last spoonful of chocolate goodness in my mouth, when the bell rung at the front door.

I quietly groaned and wiped my mouth with a napkin. I heard Liz loudly groan.

I walked over to the door.
Took a deep breath and looked through the peep whole.

Oh.my.frickin. gawsh.

"MOOOOOM!!!!" I yelled, as I swung the door open.

I jumped into her arms.

"Bella baby!" She hugged back.

I didn't let go of her.

Jimmy and Coconut quietly greeted each other, running inside to play.

"Gee Bella! You are SO tall!" She exclaimed, rubbing the top of my head.

I closed the door and leaded her to the sofa.

"Love the new hair-do, ma." I said, slowly examining her short hair.

"Aha, you must be Felicity!" Ma stood up and greeted Liz, who was already fully dressed, including make-up and all.

"Nice to meet you Mrs.Flynne" Felicity let go of ma.

"Please, call me Emma!" Ma laughed.

"Would you like tea, coffee? Breakfast is still hot would you like some?" Liz smiled.

'Oh yes please, with a nice cup of tea. You are so nice!" Ma smiled back.

" So ma, so why are you here? I mean, you want to see me..." I akwardly giggled.

She sat down. That's never good.

"Uh, sweetie, you'll never guess this." She sounded half excited half- nervous.

"Your dad found a nice job back in Jersey, and I also found a teacher spot in a school near there. We're gonna be there for the next few years!" She continued.

"That's nice!" I said.

My family has always been moving around. I mean, all over the place.
My dad is a real-estate agent and my mom is a teacher.
I was tired of moving around so much, so I stayed in New York.

"And we are living in old house!" She said, exicited.

'Old house' was the house I was raised in. Dad bought that house just two years before I was born. We've had all along, just in case we moved back to jersey.

"Here's the catch.... We're taking you with us." Ma said.

My heart skipped a beat. No.
NO.

I would leaving my almost-good life behind just to start over?

No. I'm not being the new girl.
Nooo, I'm not gonna be the weird girl who is lonely and unpopular and never talks to anyone.
No.Just no.

"Ma! Please don't make me! I don't want to go! My life is great here!" I begged.

She gave me the stare. The stare that shows that you should not disagree with your ma.

"Listen, Bella baby, today I'll go over to the school with you, I'll tell them, you go say bye to your friends and have you last day at Anastacia arts, okay? She explained.

I found the floor with my eyes.

"Fine." I walked away, passing Liz who was holding the tray.

My eyebrows began to twitch. My eyes began to water.

"Bella,Bella!" Liz hugged me.

I could feel her crying too.

"What's going to happen to you?" I asked her.

"I'll stay here, I'll watch you stuff. Oh, Bella, it's going to be fine." She said, rubbing my head

"I'll miss you so much, Liz, you have NO idea!" I started to cry even harder.

"Go get ready, Bells, It's getting late." She let go.

I didn't hesitate and stumbled into the bathroom.

When I was done I found Ma complementing Liz's tea.

"Ready?" Said Ma.

"Yeah." I said, sniffling.

Ma grabbed he purse.
I walked over to my room and grabbed my bookbag and headed out the door.

"You know, Isabell is in town, with Gabs." Ma said in the elevator.

"Hey that's good!" Liz said.

"Yeah." I smiled.

The whole ride to school was pretty silent.
I examinated the streets for the last time. I began to cry again.

As we stepped into the main office, the sweet smell of home made brownies and febrees filled the air.

My mom talked to the secretary.
I peered out the big door and saw Rodger.

"Ma, see you later!" I ran.

My eyebrows began to twitch again.
My eyes began to water.

"Rod!" I yelled, and leaped into his arms.

I cried over his shoulder.

"Bella, What's wrong?!" He asked, suprised.

I began to cry louder.
I felt students to stop and stare, and walking away.

"Bella, speak to me." He said, pulling me away.

"I'm--" I started.

"I'm moving!" His arms loosened of suprise, causing me to hug him again.

I could feel his sadness, yet he didn't cry.

"Well, Where?" His voice sounded more serious.

"Hoboken." I answered.

"Well, it's not so far away." He said, hugging me back.

"Omigawsh what's wrong?!" Sophie walked over to us.

I leaped into her arms.
She hugged me back slightly.

"She's moving to Jersey." Rodger answered, knowing that I didn't have the stregnth to say it myself.

Miranda was sad too.Very.

Rodger promised me that I would have the best last day ever of school.
My teachers were exorbitantly nice to me today. Even Ms.Hass, the evil literacy teacher.
That worst thing to see in school is your teacher cry. Ms.Johnson, the science teacher, actualy cried.She have me a pair of gogles.

I announced the news to Ms.Terry, who announced it the whole glee club.
The whole glee club was devastated.

I was engulfed with complements of my singing.

"Wait! I was going to tell you guys today that we were having an award show February 14 for a few glee club in the states around us." Ms.Terry said.

The glee club cheered.

"Bella, would their be a possibility that you could come?" Ms.Terry turned to me.
The whole glee club looked at me with begging eyes.

"I'll be there." I smiled.

"Great! Here are the invitations!" Ms.Terry passed out the invitations.

You are invited to the annual Glee Club award show 2011!
The event will be taken place in Anastasia Multi-Media arts academy , February 14,2011 in Auditorium 2. You are welcomed to bring anyone! Please dress formally!


We spent rest of Glee club normally, singing songs and melodies, enjoying ourselves.

As I gathered my things to leave, Ms.Terry put her hand over my shoulder.

"Bella, we'll really miss you. Very much!" She hugged me.

"I'll miss you too, Ms.Terry." I said, letting go of her.

Ma had given the glee club permission to stay over for a mini good-bye party.
They gathered around me in the couch, remembering.

Remembering as in:

"Hey, do you remember when Miranda was taking of her purple eyeshadow and she looked like she had a purple eye?" Laura giggled.

"Do you remember when you tripped on practice and Ms.Terry tripped like a second after?" Rodger laughed.

Remembering. Like that. Remembering the moments we had together.

At the time they had to leave my eyes began to tear up again.

"Oh, Bells don't cry!" The glee club did a group hug.

"I'll see you the fourteen guys!' I waved.

Some of them waved back or smiled.

Rodger stayed.

"I guess this is good-bye..." I softly said to him.

I started to sob. Again.

"I'll come tomorrow." He said, his voice shaky and sore, I could tell he couldn't say anything else.

"Okay." I hugged him, and the elevator when down.

I walked slowly back to the apartment door.

"Oh Bella, you'll see them once in a while." Ma hugged me.
I walked over to my room, were Liz had already taken out the luggage from my stuffy closet.
Her make up was all gone, her face was pale, red indentations here and there.
She had been crying. Too much.

"Hey" I said quietly.

"Come on and get packing" She sniffled.
We packed up my favorite clothing, shoes and more.

She didn't say a word.

"Thank you, Liz." I said.

She wasn't just crying because I was leaving. Everything she saw my mom her nose would get red, her eyebrows started twitching.

"Liz, you aren't just crying because I'm leaving." I said, at the doorway of her room.

She did say anything. She just continued to scrabble around the corner of her room.

"Liz.." I said, stepping in her room.
She sat on her bed. I positioned next to her.

"Talk to me Liz." I said.

"My mom--" She started.

She burst into tears.
I hugged her.

"My mom, she died in a car accident a few year back. I really miss her!" She said, hugging me tighter.

"Oh gawsh, I didn't know! I'm so sorry Liz!" I layed my head in top of hers.

"Bella don't take granted of you mom or dad. Don't, Bells." She said.

"I won't Liz, I won't" I said, crying too.

"Bella go to sleep, Kay? Gotta get ready for your big day tomorrow." She said, a little more cheerful, yet still her voice was soar.

I slowly walked back to my room.
I sat on my desk, rubbing Jimmy's fluffy head, he must be enjoying this time for that anything.
Snow everywhere, traveling, he's the luckiest Husky ever.
Tomorrow I would see my dad, my sister, whom both I haven't seen in almost a year. My childhood house. My room with the green walls. Spending time with my dogS.

Worst thing though, Brand. New. School.

Hey, I'm Bella, the new kid again.

~BELLS