Imagine a Waverly...

If Jenny had never transferred for her sophomore year.


Rating: T
Pairings: (For the beginning at least, I don't want to spoil it.) Callie/Easy, Brett/Jeremiah.

Disclaimer: I don't own The It Girl, though I wish I did. I also don't own any of the characters. I wish I was smarter than Cecily von Ziegesar and had thought of it first!

It's been a whole summer since he's seen her and he's never been so against the saying, 'Distance makes the heart grow fonder.' Now there's nothing he wants to do but sit in his dorm room with joints-a-plenty, listening to heartache songs by Justin Timberlake.

After news is delivered to her at the worst time possible, she's ready to cry him a river all right.

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She can't stop blaming herself for this sudden explosion in her life while he regrets but is ready to let go.

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He wishes he could get her back and the next moment, he has her. So now what does he do with her once he does have her?

The It Girl - Fame

Prologue

Dear Online Diary,

Who knew it could hurt this much? Who knew what it felt like to have nobody but you? Who knew that being heartbroken wasn't called just that because of a joke? Who knew that I would be sitting here alone, on the very day that I shouldn't be? Who knew that it could hurt so 

much...? See? I unconsciously mentioned the hurt twice in a row, is it believable enough for you yet?
What I can't get over is how fast feelings could change. How do they, and why? Why can't feelings stay, and forever? Why can't regrets be impossible and love was forever?
At least, I think it was love. He was all I thought about, dreamed about. He was the one I dolled myself up for, put all my energy into. He was the only one I wanted to kiss, the only one I wanted to hold me, the only one I wanted to have feelings for. He was the one I trusted with my secrets, and with my oh-so delicate heart. He was the only one who seemed to be the right piece to complete my puzzle, but now, it seems I had just tried for so long to squeeze it in when it didn't really fit at all. He was the cornered piece when I needed a round one. I wanted the puzzle to be finished, and just when I had thought I was finally done, I had realized that it just had come with a missing piece
So, now what do I do? Beg for him to take me back? Try for someone else? Sit in my bed forever, eating Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey? The third one seems pretty appealing at the moment.
I feel like I can't even show my face. What will everyone else think? I know it shouldn't matter but it does. Maybe that's what was wrong with me. Maybe I just cared too much.
-- BROKEN. Xox /3

Dear Online Diary,

I think it hurts this much because there's no one else to blame but myself. I have made too many mistakes, and expected him to still be there after each one, but the limit and I had met and had a nice chat; I was cheating on him with the limits. No wonder we're actually over,
actually over? It's too hard to believe. Every time it comes to mind, I'm tempted to just push it into the garbage with all my other deceiving thoughts, but then I'd remember; that was my new reality.
How could he possibly not regret his decision? I mean, I already regretted it for him. We were together over a year—over a year! Feelings don't just change in a blink, do they? If they don't, how long had he been planning this? Not long, I hope, because that would hurt more than pour a cup of vinegar on an open cut.
What I try to force myself to think of is all the amazing times we've had together, but it kills me too much. God, why did he leave again? I wish he had given me an explanation at least, do I not deserve one? I feel like I'll never be happy ever again, I can't see the silver lining this time. I don't there could even possibly BE one. So, Online Diary, if you get a chance to talk to him, tell him that there is no happy ending to this little incident. Not one.
Well at least not for me.
-- Weak in the heart area. /3