This is my new Delena story! Dear Demi, Dear Selena. Read and Review!

Selena's POV:

I was sitting in the student resource center on campus. I kept moving my pink beaded bracelet on my wrist. The employees needed to hurry up. I had already read every magazine on the coffee table in front of me.

A blonde was escorted to the back. I was here an hour before she was. She did have a nice ass though. STOP! Stop thinking that way Selena, that was a phase. She was a phase.

I got up and went to the secretary.

"Excuse me, I've been waiting for almost two hours now. When am I gonna be seen?" I asked as politely as I could. I was extremely irritated.

"Um, you need to see Bob and Bob is still at lunch. I'll tell you when he's done." the secretary smacked her gum.

"Thanks," I went back to my seat even more irritated.

All I needed was to switch classes. It shouldn't take that long. And who's Bob? And why does he take almost two hours for lunch?

I keep messing with my bracelets and making loud sighing noises. Maybe if I annoyed the secretary long enough I'll get in faster.

"Selena?" a male voice said.

I looked up. This must be Bob. I stood up and followed him to an office.

It wasn't Bob. It was James. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. My mother would love me if I dated him. He sent me back to wait while he printed out some forms.

I really wanted his number. I continued to wait.

About five minutes later, he returned with papers. He helped me fill them out. At the end he gave me all I needed for my new class I switched into. There was a sticky note attached with his number saying 'call me.' I defiantly was going to. I've been trying to convince my mom that the phase I went through in high school was over. I like boys. Not girls.

I walked out the door and smacked straight into someone. My packet and all the papers in it went everywhere.

"I'm so sorry!" I told the person as I picked up as many papers as I could.

The person I ran into handed me some papers I didn't get.

"Thank you." I looked up. It was her. It was Demetria Lovato.

"I have to go," I said and rushed away.

Demi's POV:

Selena rushed away. I wish she could accept the fact she was gay. I know her mom had issues with us, but really.

I walked into the student resource center.

"I need to withdraw from this year and I need to look up where another student lives." I told the secretary. I was taken back immediately.

I went to Selena's dorm. We were good friends since middle school. High school didn't need to determine our relationship here at UCLA. Plus I wouldn't even be here this year. She'd love to hear that.

I went into her dorm room. She was on the third floor. Room 315. I knocked on the door.

A girl I didn't know answered the door. She reminded me of Thirteen from House.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Is Selena here? I'm her old friend Demi."

"She went to the student resource center. She'll be back soon. I have to go buy my books but you're welcome to stay in the room and wait." she told me.

"Thanks." I smiled and sat on a bed. It smelt like Selena. Selena's roommate left the room.

A few minutes later, the doorknob opened. Selena was standing in the doorway.


Selena's POV:

"Demi, what are you doing here?" I asked and placed my stuff on my desk. I was gonna kill Elise.

"I wanted to talk to you." Demi answered.

"About?"

"Us."

"There is no us, remember?"

"Us as friends. We were good friends before high school happened, can't we be friends again?" Demi pleaded.

She had a point. "I guess we could try. But I'm done with that phase of my Demi. I like boys again."

"Alright, I respect that. Actually would you be able to do me a favor?"

"What it is?" I asked.

"I had to drop out this year is I could take care of my dying grandma in a part of Texas without Internet and cell phone service. I need you to mail me letters, magazines, newspapers. I still wanna be connected to the outside world. Could you do that? My grandma's town has a small general store, the post office, and a Mexican restaurant."

"Yea, I can do that. Write down your address." I gave her a pad of paper and a pen.

She wrote down her number. "Thanks. I'd like it if you told me about your life too Selena."

"I'll remember that. When do you leave?" I asked.

"Tonight."

"Oh, well have a good safe trip then."

"I will. And thanks l, Selena. I really appreciate it."

"And I really appreciate that you respect that I'm straight, I'm no longer curious."

Demi left my room. I'm still gonna kill Elise.

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