Not The Kid I Used To Be

Chapter One: Drifting Away

Bella

"Hey, Edweirdo!" I called, hopping off my royal blue penny board and sprinting up to my amused best friend.

"Bella, that name has been banned. Can't you just call me something else, like...hmm, let's see, oh yeah…Edward!" Edward replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. I smiled.

"I guess, but where would be the fun in that?" I asked cheekily. Edward chuckled, and draped an arm over my shoulder.

Edward and I had been best friends ever since birth. He was actually at the hospital when I was born, his mother, Esme, being my mom's best friend. We'd stuck together since then, and here we were.

But ever since eighth grade started two months ago, Edward had received lots of attention from girls. He had come back from summer looking like Adonis, and everyone adored him. He had started to ditch me for every girl who spoke to him, and I wasn't happy, but nevertheless, I forgave him for it all, even though I had loved him since fifth grade.

Ugh. Here we go again. Lauren Mallory was heading our way. "Hey, Eddie," she purred, her hands running up and down his chest. I pulled away.

"If you'll excuse me, Edward, I have to go vomit," I said, and Edward seemed as if he didn't care. He began to kiss her lips passionately, and I felt my heart snap into millions of tiny pieces.

What did he see in her? All she could be credited for was being pretty, and that was with her five pounds of makeup, dyed blond hair, and fake tan. So what, Lauren was popular? Did popularity mean that much to him? These days, I wasn't even sure.

"Earth to Bella?" A voice interrupted my angry rambling. I looked up to see Angela Weber standing before me, waving her hand in front of my face.

"Sorry, Ang, lost in thought. What's up?" I asked casually, walking beside her in the hallway to Math for first period.

Angela had been an amazing friend to me since sixth grade when my beloved cousin, Danielle, slipped into a coma after being bullied by a boy at her school in New Jersey. She never woke up, and died last year. Angela and Edward had come to my house with five boxes of tissues, six boxes of cookie dough, and a bag full of movies. Of course, they were my only friends, and of course, that was before Edward drifted away from me.

"You seem…disappointed. Is it Edward and his new slut?" Angela always seemed to know what was wrong. My dad always said she was incredibly intuitive for a fourteen-year-old. I agreed with him.

"As always," I grumbled as we walked into the Math classroom. Mr. Thomas began the lesson right after we took our seats. The day passed relatively quickly, Edward blowing me off to sit with the popular kids. I sat with Angela and Ben Cheney. After school, I waited for Edward for an hour, before skateboarding home myself. What hurt the most was when I saw Edward and Jessica Stanley cuddling on Edward's balcony as I passed his house. And of course, as I waved, he didn't notice.


Author's Note: Sorry its so short. THis chapter was boring and hard to write. Chapter Two will be better, hopefully.

-SparkledDreams