Full summary: High school senior Bella feels like she's falling behind when she should have everything figured out. With her best friend, Alice's help she finds a mysterious man who helps her realize it's okay to be lost. A story for anyone who has ever felt they're not good enough, come bundle up and join Bella on her journey to find herself, and at the same time, love.

I wanna thank everyone who reads this! This is based on events that happened to me and after everyone finally telling me I wasn't good enough to write, or draw, or model, I got this story. I know where I wanna go with it and I hope that everyone will please join me!

Chapter 1: Mr. Frogurt

"Well."

"Yeah?" I ask. It's pointless, she's my best friend, my other half, and I know what's coming my way by now. She's asked me the same question everyday this week. Every time I have to fumble through my answer.

But Alice pretends this is all new.

"Did he call?"

"You need to stop pushing Al." I'm flushed, both from the heat and having to go through this embarrassing conversation again. "We both know it's not gonna happen."

The idea of having to go through the rest of my senior year alone, without a guy that sweeps me off my feet isn't how I'd ever pictured it but, after the summer had come and gone and I wasn't willing to settle, single wasn't sounding too awful. Alice on the other hand, was setting up her own Bella Swan dating service, and I was quite the demanding client. I wanted the full experience, with the perfect guy.

"Bella," Alice has never been one to save me from awkward answers. "You have to at least try, you can't blow every guy off."

I ignore her and flip through the book in front of me. Alice doesn't understand. Alice has Jasper, and Jasper is perfect to her and because of that, Alice has an unrealistic idea of what romance is supposed to be. Alice has tried to show me there's someone out there for me, she's gone with me to parties, and we've double dated to movies.

But nothing ever clicks.

No guy ever made me swoon and the more I dated, the less attractive I felt for being myself. No one could match my sarcasm, my witty comments only felt lame, and the fact that all the girls I saw happy with their boyfriends lately were covered with make up and loud personalities, it made me feel even worse.

I'd come to the conclusion God had sneezed when creating me, and now I was left with an awful sense of humor equal to my insignificant feminine qualities.

I felt invisible.

I've been trying to believe Alice's logic since I've known her. But now when she starts these conversations I only shrug and answer when I feel like she needs encouragement to keep going.

The girl has been on a mission to find my knight in shining armor since she transferred here two years ago. She's gorgeous with a killer closet and personality to match and, ever since she sat next to me in English, we've been inseparable. And Alice found Jasper quick, snatching up the Southern boy with just a look.

"Bella, I'm serious! This waiting can only mean that he's perfect and he's out there for you! You just need to show some effort in the dating department and you'll find him!" Alice is smiling and her eyes are glowing, she thinks she's won this conversation and the rights for Bella Barbie day.

"Well, then I'm done with this game of hide and seek" My snarky comment comes out fast and I'm proud my annoyance is so prominently displayed.

But there's no betting against Alice and she's quick with a comeback "Love's a game, you my Bella are just a player." She taps my nose and turns back to face the TV, efficiently ending the conversation and returning back to her love story.

"C'mon, I'm done watching you mope around with that stupid book." She pulls me up, strong for such a little thing and my abandoned book flips closed as it falls. Alice grabs my hand and her keys and before I know it, we're flying down the road listening to her small voice belt out songs.

I have to admit, Alice's car is a Goddess even I can appreciate. Her parents had refused to get her a car until she turned eighteen, too afraid she would follow her sister, Cynthia's path and they'd have to bury both daughters. And although Alice had whined and begged, the wait was worth it. Greeting her into adult hood was the yellow car she'd always dreamed of.

She'd never smiled so bright.

That being said, as far as life threatening experiences go, I'd have to say that Alice's driving was my limit and if she didn't already have a set career in fashion, the pixie could give Tony Stewart a run for his money.

"Bella!"

When I look over I should be met with the side of her face, but instead I'm staring smack into her eyes, her driving is scary enough when she's focused weaving through cars at a high rate. And now she's staring at me instead of the road.

"Alice Slow down! Eyes on the road! You're driving wicked fast! Not okay Al, Not okay at all. When the speed limit says 60 it means 60, not 90. I'm sure when Charlie put those signs there he wasn't intending for you to bulldoze over them."

Charlie.

My stomach twinged at the acknowledgement of my father. I reach into my pocket and unlocked my phone.

No missed calls.

No new messages.

Nothing new.

It's nothing I shouldn't expect. My dad loves me. I've repeated the steady mantra until I believe it, I start off simple and add in the little details each time.

He had to move.

He had to move to Phoenix because he wasn't over Renee.

He had to move and he left you here because he knew Renee could take better care of you.

He doesn't call because he's busy.

He's busy because he's at work.

I've told myself all of it so many times that the last one shouldn't really surprise me but my gut still clenches with the realization. He's busy. He tells me that he can't talk because he's at work. Then why do I hear laughing kids in the background? He's at the park, working on a case, I'm sure of it. He leaves me with the same response every time.

"I'll call you Friday Bells, I love you."

A promise to call later.

And every time I'm left with disappointment, I think of things I'll say to him next time, the way the conversation will roll out.

"Last Friday? That was a month ago Dad. Did you finally take Mike fishing again? Did he finally catch his first fish? You still haven't taken me you know. You're always there watching him grow up. What about me?"

But most of all I wanna tell him how every thing I do reminds me of him. How much I try to be everything he isn't. I try to be better.

It proves useless, the similarities are engraved into me. Burned into my mind. Permanent.

Alice, pulls me out of my thoughts, having finally won the race against the unknown.

"Hey Debby Downer, c'mon we're here! I've been dying to come back to this place for weeks. Put your phone away, let's go inside and I'll pretend you listened to me the whole ride here. You know why?"

I raise an eyebrow at her and I'm sure normally she would lecture me for my less then perfect attitude. But right now, she sees my face and knows it's not what I need.

No, what I need is inside in the form of chocolate. Lot's and lots of chocolate.

"Because I'm here for you and I love you, more then that stupid prick is even possible of." Alice's dislike for Charlie isn't a secret and although she's usually more pleasant, I'm not offended by it. So instead of dwelling on being forgotten, I shut the door sealing away my thoughts and go inside the store in front of me.

"Hey Alice, last on is a rotten egg!" There's an agreement between the two of us that the rotten egg has to buy and, even though I know she would buy anyways, since her family is followed by a never ending flow of cash, the game has me giggling in no time.

I go to grab a bowl and I fill it up with my favorite flavor adding colorful sprinkles and then suddenly, Alice is behind me.

"Beeeella" she's whining but the smile is still there. "That's not fair you had a huge start, look at these little legs! How do you expect me to compete?" She points down at her 'little legs' and then laughs with me.

"Hey now! I have my own pair of little legs to worry about, no need to share! Plus you wouldn't have let me pay even if I did lose, you never do." It's a true enough fact, in two years she's let me pay for for anything once, and that's only because she forgot her purse.

I leave my small friend behind to go weigh my yogurt so I can finally indulge in my sweet mess. My sloppy pony tail whips back and forth while I walk to the counter.

"Hey there"

I'm reaching for the spoon, it's the only thing holding me back from the treat in front of me. And then suddenly a hand reaches out and snatches the container holding the spoons. I'm surprised , ready to do just about anything to get those spoons back and shovel my dessert. But when I look up, I'm met with the brightest pair of eyes I've seen around, and instead of the witty comment that was on the tip of my tongue, I just let a soft "Hey" tumble out.

"You know, it's not very nice to ignore someone." He looks down at me smiling, and I try to use this moment to my advantage. I reach to grab the spoons back.

But this man is quick and tall and he doesn't exactly have to stretch to keep them out of my grasp

I stare at him and I'm pretty sure he's challenging me so I speak up, "I wasn't ignoring you, I was just trying to please myself before I pleased you." Slowly, he brings the spoons down and I take one shove a few sprinkles into my mouth, and smile as the sweetness spreads.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was stopping you from pleasing yourself" he thinks he's clever, his stupid cocky eye brow is quirked and, he's laughing by the time I'm red. So, he takes my embarrassment as a sign to continue the conversation.

"How are you?"

Well, that's a game changer. He asks the question like we're long time friends and I notice how personable he is. Is he this chatty with everyone?

Of course he is Bella. It's his job.

And even though somewhere in the back of my mind I hear Alice's chirping voice saying "Be exciting Bella, be happy, guys love fun girls", I still reply to him with a casual, "This week sucked." immediately after it slips out, I'm sure Alice will lecture me for it later but I wanna make it clear I'm not another one of them. I'm not fake and I'm not gonna play pretend to get his attention.

He raises his eyebrows, smiles and really, the only way to describe his response is impressed, "Oh really? Why's that?"

I'm about to tell him exactly why this week sucked. The fact that I can never do anything right, that I'm never pretty enough, I don't have a banquet date, that my grades are slipping but, Alice finally comes up to the register too and I'm reminded to 'play it cool'. So I stick with the least of my problems.

"I need to learn to drive a standard."

He looks at me and thinks about it, telling Alice the total and then sliding her card for her.

"I could teach you." He throws the offer out there like it's nothing, but then he makes this eye contact that's begging me to let him, and between shoving my yogurt into my mouth and looking at him I'm about to agree.

Then Alice jumps in, "Yeah that's great! You can call her and set something up."

At least the ideas out there in the open now. I'm blown away by the fact that I've spent five minutes flirting with a guy that I don't know but all in all, I'm excited for his response. So while I''m waiting, I really look at him, and I decide my first glance wasn't enough. He's tall and his lanky frame is covered by a grey sweater, and his hair.

His hair. At first I'm not sure what to think of it. It's a disaster, sticking up in ever direction with gel trying to hold it in place. Untamed. He's attractive. Extremely attractive. And it's at about this point I also realize we're leaning in towards each other.

Where I'm ready to just camp out here I notice he hasn't responded and that I'm scraping my spoon against an empty bowl.

Man, I didn't realize how hungry I was.

Followed by his awkward stare, I go throw my bowl away and Alice waves the keys in my face.

"Wanna drive home? I still need to eat the rest of mine." I take a last glance at him, frozen smiling dumbly at me and I can't help but think of how odd this whole situation is. As much as I want a response, I also love to drive her car, and with my luck in the guy area lately, I figure I'll have more luck with the yellow dream waiting for me in the parking lot. So, instead of an impromptu camping trip I snag the keys out of Alice's hand and run outside yelling out a "Bye thank you!" and leaving before he says anything.

Shortly after Alice and I are buckled in, she gives me a smile.

Maybe she's right, maybe I should show some effort in the dating department.

And maybe Mr. Frogurt could help that happen.

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