Summary: Ten years after high school. Jordan is in LA with his band. Angela is a writer in NY. It's in both Jordan's and Angela's point of view.

Italics are thoughts

Chapter 1

Outside a fancy New York restaurant:

A woman is leaning against the restaurant wall. She is tall and slim, with long blond layered hair with bangs sweeping over her eyes. She is wearing a classic little black dress with heels. Her eyes are closed.

Angela Chase has always been the kind of person that over thinks. Some might say she analyzes things until they loss all meaning, but she wouldn't say that. Because to her being introspective is what makes her…her.

Life is so ironic. I spent ten years trying so hard to forget high school, trying so hard to forget everything that happened, and trying so hard to forget the girl I was. I'm not saying high school was the horrible. It wasn't. There we a lot of amazing moments, but its hard to remember the great moments without remembering the bad ones. I keep wondering if there's a term for that. Anyways, so here I am 27 years old and the thing that has made me successful is a book. Not just any book, but a book about my so-called high school life. Life is so ironic!!!

In the quite night, Angela hears footsteps coming behind her. And following that she hears the warm caring voice of her closest friend.

"There you are!! Everyone has been asking for you!! What are you doing??"

Angela's answer comes almost automatic, like she has answered that question a million times before.

"I'm just thinking."

Adam is my editor. And also my best friend in New York. We met nine years ago when we were freshman at NYU. He is such a great friend. He reminds me a lot of Ricky. They are both so caring, loyal, and also gay.

Adam is a short man. He is very average looking, but he is the kind of person that once you get to know you can't imagine your life without him in it and you wouldn't want to. In a jokingly voice he answers.

"What's new!!! You are always thinking. You better come inside Miss. Best Selling Author. I don't know if anyone told you, but there is kinda a party going on in your honor. What's going on in that little blond head of yours tonight?"

Angela stars at the ground, in an almost childish way. She quietly speaks without looking at her close friend.

"Nothing new. I got a letter from Liberty High. It was an invitation for my 10 year reunion."

In an overly excited voice, Adam states.

"That sounds like fun!! When is it?"

Angela lifts her eyes from the ground. She stares at her friend in a surprised and amused way.

"Next month….But I'm not going!!!!"

In an angry voice Adam screams at Angela.

"What do you mean your not going??? You have this remarkable life you have to go and rub it in everyone's face. That's the only reason people ever go to those things."

Taken aback by her friend's outburst. She places her hands on his shoulder as a way to clam him down before she gentle explains herself.

I don't know…my life is not that great.

Adam loses his frustration with his friend's decision and replaces it with honest kindness.

"Are you kidding me!!! Let's recap what you have done since high school. You graduated with honors from NYU. You have written three novels. Your recent novel is on the New York's Best Sellers list, everyone has read it. You are on Oprah's reading list and television show. Oh, and don't forget the fact that you are drop dead gorgeous. I bet everyone else is still living at home, working a dead end job that they hate, and I bet they are all overweight and depressed. Angela you have to go…do it for me!!!"

Angela can not help but smile at the kind words from her friend.

Adam has always been good for my self esteem.

"Fine……I'll go….If it means that much to you!!!"

Angela hides a big smile.

Chapter 2

In Los Angeles

A very attractive man is setting on bed next to a window. The sunlight illuminates his face. It's Jordan. His hair is shorter. He looks a lot more put together, but still has that same edgy look. And of course, his eyes are as intense as always. As he finishes a book someone walks in.

Nonchalantly Jordan Catalano's oldest and best friend walks towards him. Soon Shane's causal demeanor transforms into sincere surprise.

"Yo, Catalano!!...Are you reading???"

Jordan speedily looks up towards his old friend and attempts to hide the book. He quickly realizes he's caught.

"What??!!! No…..Kinda. It's just I heard about this book on some TV show and I wanted to see what it was about."

I hate when people that think they know you so well find you doing something that is like surprising, because then I have like this need to justify myself.

Shane walks over towards Jordan and takes the book out of Jordan's hands. He begins to examine the book's covers.

"My So-Called Life by Angela Chase. Why does that name sound so familiar?"

Shane turns to the back cover where he sees a picture of a beautiful Angela smiling from ear to ear. Finally realizing why that name rings a bell, Shane gives Jordan a sickened look.

"Wait….That's the chick you were like obsessed with in high school!!"

Jordan feels hurt and defensive toward his friend.

"I wasn't obsessed!!!"

I'm such a liar!!!

Shane rolls his eyes and throws the book back to Jordan as he continues to prove his argument that his dear friend Jordan Catalano was obsessed with said Angela Chase.

"Whatever!!! She's the girl you spend most of high school with. Not to mention the fact that you would rather spend time with her than your boys. If I remember correctly, you almost didn't come to LA with the band because of her…."

FLASHBACK

Ten years ago, graduation night. Angela and Jordan are still together. Angela and Jordan are planning to get an apartment in NY, while she goes to school and he works on his band. Everything was going well until Jordan finds out that a label is interested in them….But…. the label is in LA not NY. Jordan does not know what to do; he does not want to leave Angela, but it's a once in a lifetime opportunity to go to LA. So Jordan does what he does best: he starts to pull away from Angela. They are sitting in Jordan's car in complete silence.

Angela turns to face Jordan and in a worried and nervous state Angela decides to confront Jordan on his distantness.

"Jordan…What's wrong??? You have been acting distant all week??"

Jordon continues to stare at the steering wheel. He answers Angela in an almost whisper.

"Nothing…everything is fine."

I have to tell her, but she just looks so beautiful. She's like glowing. I never knew it was like possible for a human being to glow, until I met Angela.

Moving her body towards Jordan, in a more aggressive manner Angela tries to talk to Jordan again.

"JORDAN…God just talk to me!!!!"

Continuing to stare at the steering wheel, Jordan takes a deep breath before he speaks.

"Okay!!!!!!! Relax….a label is interested in signing the band……"

A classic Angela hair tuck

Angela's face transforms from frustration to pure unadulterated happiness.

"That's great!!!!! Why don't you seem happy???"

Jordan's voice is slow and distressed. He continues to have his focus on the wheel like if he looks away, mainly if he looks at her, he will loss his way.

"Because it's in Los Angeles….."

Angela voice is first confused at his lack of joy, until she finally understands.

"Like as in California?...But New York???"

Jordan answers softly.

"I Know……"

Angela close to tears tries to clarify the situation.

"So you're moving to LA….NOT NEW YORK….I don't know what to say….."

In the midst of hearing Angela's confusion. Jordan thinks of what he wants Angela to say to him.

Tell me not to go. Tell me you love me and need me.

Angela continues to ask questions.

"When do you leave??"

Jordan answers shots out like knives into Angela's young heart.

"The Band leaves tomorrow."

"Tomorrow??

Jordan can not seem to express his heart's request out loud.

Tell me not to go. Tell me you love me and need me.

Angela looks desperately at Jordan, hoping that he will say something anything to make the situation better. After waiting a few moments for his responds, she speaks.

" I'm going to miss you!!"

Jordan can't force himself to look at Angela, in an almost whisper and maybe holding back tears he response

"Yah……"

Tell me not to go. Tell me you love me and need me. I'll listen. I'll stay.

Angela can't take Jordan's lack of emotion any longer. Shaking from holding back tears Angela runs out of his car.

"Bye!!!"

Jordan takes his attention from the wheel and turns to watch Angela depart. His face looks depressed because she didn't even try.

Or Not…..

Quickly to himself he says goodbye to Angela and the life they had together.

"Bye"

He drives away…..

End of Flash Back

Shane snaps his fingers in front of Jordan's face in an attempt to bring him out of his thoughts.

"Catalano!!!!"

"What????"

"You were like in another world or something."

"I was just thinking about high school…."

No…not about high school, but about Angela Chase. The only person that truly ever really meant anything to me and the only person that I ever meant anything to. I had girls before and after Angela, but none of them had her smile, or her eyes, or her sweet curiosity, or her laugh, or that way she always tucked her hair behind her ear. None of them could ever compare to Angela. I think that no one will ever compare to her…I don't know if that makes me happy or sad…..

"Catalano!!! God what's up with you??? I haven't seen you this way since high school….Speaking of high school. We got an invitation to the ten year reunion."

Jordan can not hide his enthusiasm over the event.

"Really!!!!!!!! We should go!!!!"

I wonder if Angela is going to be there??

Shane gives him a weird look.

Jordan revises his argument. He replaces the neediness in his voice with a much cooler tone

"I mean…you know we are kinda like success stories, or whatever, it might be nice to rub it in everyone's face who thought we would never do anything with our lives. I mean that's the only reason people ever go to those kinds of things…."

Jordan looks at him hopefully.

Shane gives Jordan a defeated and exhausted look.

"Fine…..we'll go if it means that much to you."

Jordan hides a big smile