Prologue
I got out of the car and rang Joe's doorbell. He came to the door and stared at me, "Happy birthday," I smiled. Joe glared at me, "Joe...Can I atleast come in?" He nodded and let me in.
"You know the party ended an hour ago," Joe said to me. It didn't look like it. The streamers and balloons were still up. And the house still smelled like pizza. "I know Joe, and I'm really sorry," I explained. Joe didn't look at me, "Anna, you promised you'd be the first one here," he started, "I was waiting. You didn't even call….You could've been dead." I sighed, Joe and I have been friends since like, forever. It seemed like he wasn't gonna let this one slide, "Joe, I was fine. I am fine. Becca called and asked if I wanted to go to the movies and Justin was there, so I said. I thought I'd still be able to get here, but then we all went out to the mall when the movie ended," I said. Joe looked at me. "I can't believe you, Anna. I thought you were better than that."
"Better than that?" I asked, mad, "You thought I was better than that?"
"Yeah, I did…but no. You're one of those girls who ditch their 'best friends' for a guy!" He put air quotes around 'best friend'.
"Joe! You need to grow up, and fast. I missed one birthday part, there will be plenty more. Besides, your only 11," I added that last part to show how many more birthdays Joe would have.
"But that's not the point, Anna. We were best friends a week ago, but you started hanging out with Becca….I don't even know who you are anymore," Joe said, looking down. His brown hair fell over his eyes and he sighed.
"Apparently not, Joe. And as of now, we're no longer friends." I turned around and headed for the front door. I opened it and slammed it shut behind me. That was the last time I ever spoke to Joe Jonas…and I didn't even give him his present.