Independence
chapter 3
3 months later
It was the first day of school and I didn't know what to
do. I walked through the school doors, noticing
everyone look at me in a funny way.
I didn't have any friends.
You'd think when your best friend dies it would bring a
group of friends closer. But no, it drifted us apart. All of
her friends gave me a hug at the funeral, but that's really
it. The only person who i'm really friendly with was Allison
who was just as devistated as I was. My summer was painful. I
still cry every night in bed so no one can hear me. I still miss
Molly so much. Theropy helped me a little, but not a lot. The
depression killed me.
I slowly was walking down the hall to find my new locker. I
knew people were looking over at me and whispering but I tried to
ignore it. I found my locker and emptied out my new books which
were ten times bigger than last year. The worst part is? I have
to start high school alone.
"Hi, Isabella."
I knew his voice from anywhere.
I turned around. "Um Hi Jake." I said.
"You look pretty," he complimented.
I blushed. "Haha thanks," I said with a giggle.
"I'm really sorry about Molly, I knew she was your best
friend. It was hard for all of us but I assume it was the hardest
for you."
"Thank you, it was. I'm still really upset about
it."
"You don't seem it," he said.
"Ever heard of a fake smile?" I asked realizing how
stupid it sounded after I said it.
Suddenly the bell rang. "I'll catch you
later," I said.
"Meet me after lunch by the flag," He said.
I was shocked when he said that."O-okay," I
stuttered.
I havn't felt this happy in a while. I still had a little
crush on Jake ever since the seventh grade. I ate my lunch
and sat there for a few minutes because I finished early. I sat
with these nice girls from my geometry class who I was already
making friends with.
"I like your skirt, Isabella." one of the girls named
Carly said.
"Thanks," I smiled.
I was wearing a lacey white skirt from abercrombie and a blue
light blowse with flowers all over it. My flip flops wrapped
around my ankles and my hair was curly for once.
"Hey guys I got to go i'll see you later."
"Okay bye Bells!" I already had a nickname.
As I was walking to the flag outside of school I walked past
"the group". They all looked at me in dead silence. All
I did was look down and walk a little faster. Then I saw
Jake.
"Hey," I said as I made my way over.
He smiled. "Hey Isabell."
"So..how come you wanted to meet up with me?"
He paused. "Because I wanted to talk to you."
My heart was already pounding.
"How come, you barely know me." That came out
more mean then I intended it to.
"Look at me Bella. We talked over the summer a little and I
realized that you're a very sweet girl. I want to be your
friend," he said.
I looked up at him and smiled. I couldn't believe it.
"I would love to be your friend," I said.
All he did was smile, but I wanted to ask him something.
"I'm flattered that you want to be my friend because
i'm nice, but are there any other reasons? It can't be
just because of that," I asked.
He looked at me. "I know you've been going through a
rough time. You lost your best friend and you just seem lonely. I
want to be there for you."
I didn't mean to do it, but I just started balling. Right in
front of Jacob Brown.
He gave me a hug. "I'm so sorry Isabella, i'll be
here for you, I promise."
I squeezed him tight, I can't believe this was happening. I
finally let go when I saw kids moving towards their classes.
"Thanks Jake, I really appreciate this." Then I walked
away.
When I got back into the school, I noticed the group of girls
look at me and burst into a salvo of laughter. All besides
Allison who I miss being friends with. They tried to make me feel
bad, but you know what? I didn't care. For the first time I
walked by them with my head held high with complete confidence. I
needed to learn to rely on myself.
I needed to learn how to be independent.
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Independence
chapter 2
It was the end of last period and it felt like the longest five
minutes of my life. I caught Jake staring at me a couple of times
which made a million questions run through my head. The bell
finally rang while Mrs. Sandler was in the middle of talking and
everyone shot out of their seats.
I was looking for Molly and I found her talking to our group of
friends. Or i should say her group of friends. I'm
not really close to any of them and I met them through her.
"Bella, those shorts are so old fashion looking, buy some
new ones." one of Molly's close friends said.
"Um, ok?" Some of her friends can be really rude.
I looked down and noticed all of them were wearing the same
flipflops and all I was wearing was basic black sneakers.
I could tell they were looking at my feet funny. It made me
feel uncomfortable.
I walked back home after the lacrosse party with Molly
who lives across the street from me and we both packed for summer
camp which we were leaving for Monday. It's a camp
where you can walk around with your friends and go swimming and
just have fun. Allison was coming with us and I'm okay with
that because she's the nicest friend in the group.
I got into the kitchen and saw that my mom was sitting at the
kitchen table like she was waiting to talk to me.
"Mom?"
"Sit down honey, we need to talk."
"Okay, whats wrong?"
She sighed. "I got a call from your school today and they
said that you definitely have to go to summer school."
"I know that already mom, only for a few weeks
though."
"Yes, but those few weeks start this Monday...."
At that point I knew exactly what that meant. I knew there was a
chance this could happen but I wouldnt think the school would do
this considering so many middle schoolers go to this summer
camp.
I ran up to my bedroom not saying a word to my mother. I slammed
my door shut in anger. How could the school do this? This is so
unfair. I called Molly and told her everything. She didn't
sound as dissapointed as I was, which got me wondering if she
even wanted me to go. It caused us a huge fight
so I hung up. But now I wish i didnt.
One week later.
I woke up on the first Thursday of the summer, my fourth day
of summer school. I got dressed and came downstairs, but I found
police officers and my mom in the kitchen. She was sitting
at the table just like last week so I knew something
bad happened.
My mom was crying so I got worried.
"Mo-mom? What's going on?"
She hugged me. "I'm so sorry honey."
"Why? What happened?"
Now my heart was pounding.
"We got a call from your summer camp today,
saying some one drowned in the lake."
I stood there, thinking about who it might be.
"Who mom? Who?"
"It was Molly."
I dropped to the floor. At first I couldn't believe
it. I was so in shock that I didn't even cry. It felt
like a race car going 600 miles per hour just hit me right in the
chest. Then the tears came, more like a waterfall. And at that
moment, I knew my life was over.
Independence
chapter 1
Beep Beep! Beep Beep! Beep Beep!
It was Thursday morning, the last day of school. My eyes were
half open half shut. I banged my alarm clock with my palm until
it finally shut off. I was so comfortable in my bed I didn't
want to get up, but I finally did when my mom yelled that we were
leaving in 20 minutes for school.
I threw on my favorite pair of jean shorts and a cute blowse from
hollister. My hair looked like I had just come home from the
80's, so it took me about the rest of the time I had to
straighten it which meant i had no time for breakfast. That
didn't matter. I need to loose weight anyways.
I grabbed my backpack and jumped into the car already texting a
mile a minute.
"Who are you texting this early, Isabella?"
"Molly," I said in a stubborn way.
I hate when my parents ask who I'm texting. Why is it their
busniss?
My mother calls me Isabella, and I hate it. All my friends call
me Bella because they said Isabella was pretty lame. Molly was
the only one who liked it. She's my best friend and also the
reason why I have so many friends. She's my idol and I
couldnt live without her.
"Hey Bella!" Molly said as Iwas throwing my books
in my locker realizing I didn't finish my homework.
"Hey Moll" I replied in a less exciting way.
"You reasy for summer camp?!" She exclaimed.
I smiled, which was half fake. "I guess so," I
said.
She frowned. "Why don't you seem excited? We look forard
to this every year, even on the first day of school!"
"I know I know, it's just I might need to do a few
weeks of summer school because I havn't completed all of my
assignme-"
But before I could finish, Allison was already talking to Molly
who I could tell felt bad for not listening to me.
"Hey Molly! Hi bella." She said from high to low.
I smiled, fake once again. "Hey Allie."
"Molly!Your hair looks great today!" she said.
She was right, I didn't realize how good it looked until I
really observed it. Molly had the thickest blondest hair
you'll ever see and the brightest blue eyes. I always was a
little jealous of her. She also had the tinyest waist and
developed before any of our friends.
Me on the other hand had thin,black hair with the worst split
ends. But I must admit, My green eyes were pretty deep. Though I
think i need to loose some weight and grow a bigger chest. I mean
I'm going to be a freshman next year, which means
HIGHSCHOOL.
"Oh my gosh it's Jake it's Jake stay cool guys stay
cool." Allison exclaimed.
Jake Brown, full name Jacob Brown, was the cutest most popular
guy in eighth grade that every girl wanted.
"He's coming this way!" Molly yelled.
I couldn't help but stare at him when he walked by. He looked
and smiled at me and I could feel my heart racing 30 miles per
hour.
"Bella! He just smiled at you! Molly, he's walking to
the cafe. Let's go get something to eat! Bella, come
with?"
"No thanks, I need to go to the library and finish my
homework. I don't want to waste my whole summer in
school," I joked.
"Cant you just finish it after school? Some teachers let you
do that." said Molly.
"I can't we have our team party for lacrosse after
school silly. And on the last day? No way!"
"Oh yeah! I forgot."
"Come on Molly let's go boys eat fast!" Allison
exclaimed.
And when they walked away, I started walking to the
library.