Authors' note
Hey guys, this is my new fanfic and I hope you enjoy it!
Emma's P.O.V
I can't help but keep thinking of the good old days. The days when all of us (the crowd) would just sit in Cassidy's turret and just talk, about anything really. Boys, drama, just anything we felt like, it was amazing. Now it seems the only talking we ever do is behind our backs and is just splitting us apart. Here is how it happened.
Surprisingly this also took place in Cassidy's turret. It was a cold, winters night and we had just finished drinking some of Cassidy's mother's home made hot coca, which was amazing if I might add. We were giggling and gossiping, as normal teenagers would but there was something different, I could sense it.
"You should have seen Mrs. Resnick's face when Megs told her off, she thought she was the quiet one. It was amazing!" Becca gushed.
Megan shrugged, being modest and replied. "What could I have done? She hadn't been teaching us, at least well, for like a month and I cannot afford a B in that class, my mom would freak."
We all just laughed, having seen Mrs. Wong freak out before we could only imagine how she would react, especially since Megan got straight A's last quarter. We then acted out how Mrs. Wong would react if Megan got a B on her report card.
"MEGAN ROSE WONG WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!" Jess bellowed trying to do her best impression of Mrs. Wong.
As we burst into laughter Becca's phone chimed, right then I had a sudden sense that something bad was going to happen. Becca held up a finger as though to say "this isn't over" and opened her phone. Her face had a strange look on it, it looked somewhat shocked. She held her phone accusingly in front of Megan's face.
"Megan, Megan what did you do?" She asked her voice not full of anger but confusion. We turn to look at what on earth Becca was talking about. On her phone screen reveled an Instagram post from Fashionista Jane which had a picture of Cassidy picking a wedgie after hockey practice but this was not the worst part. The worst part was that the caption read "If one considers oneself a lady, she 'ought to live to those standards".
Cassidy says nothing but her actions said enough. She threw herself of the bean bag chair Jess got her for her birthday and sauntered out of the room. With one final glare at Megan she slammed the door shut.
At that point we just stared at Megan not really sure what to do. Jess breaking the silence and asked. "Megs, why?" and with that she got up and ran after Cassidy. Becca shoot a look of disapproval at Megan and followed Jess.
I shiver at the memory as I sit down on my bed, the girls who we once were. The kind that would giggle at gossip, dare each other to prank call our parents, the girls who never left each other's side. I look at a photo of all of us; this was taken at Gigi's wedding we were all smiling, we were all happy.
I feel tears threating to fall as I walk towards the picture frame and put it face down. When I turn off the lights and lie down in bed I realize that the girls we once were, are gone.
Author's Note
Hey guys, sorry I've been gone for a while and that this chapter is a little, how should I put this depressing? I think this fanfic is going to stay in Emma's POV for a while until we know what completely happened to the girls that drove them apart then we will see what goes on in the minds of the others. I can't guarantee that all the couples are safe though. DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN! And for those of you who are like "WHERE'S THE OTHER FANFIC, WE WILL FIND YOU!" *quietly sharpens knife in corner plotting revenge* I'm sorry but I'm writing I swear. Ok that's all I have to say, but I'm also going to try and make promises I can actually keep this time. Also guys I want to say one last thing, I'm not leaving , I know some of you are concerned due to my lack of uploads and active procrastination but Rebel Belle is here to stay. The reason I started to write "Reading the mother daughter book club part 2" was because the author never continued to write. I promised myself that I would never do the same, so when I get comments like that (which I do) it hurts. I want you guys not to doubt what I do. Sorry for the very long Authors note I just wanted to vent.
Ciao for now.
~Rebel Belle
