1- Brittany's POV

"We thought you were hurt!" Jeanette was crying when I came home.

I set down my backpack, pulling off my shoes and raise an eyebrow. Everyone at school has been giving me weird looks. I mean, yeah, Alvin and I broke up after 4 months. But why was it such a big deal?

"Um, why?" I chuckle nervously.

The nervous, boiling pit in the bottom of my stomach was getting a lot worse.

I know Eleanor is at soccer practice, and Miss Miller is running some errands. I just came back from drama lessons, and Jeanette stayed home. So I am a a little (Okay.. a lot) confused.

My taller sister hovers over me, tears about to trickle down her furred cheeks. "Brittany," She sniffles. "I thought you fell and no one caught you."

All of the sudden, I heard a gasp behind us. We turned our heads, to see our front door propped open. A sweaty, alarmed Eleanor is in our view, and she is narrowing her eyes at us. "I thought she went to the beach and a shark had got her! I rushed over her and..."

"Ellie, I was at drama!" I choked. Where were my sisters getting this?

"But Alvin told me that your drama class was at the beach for a nice day! And those shark attacks on television are happening frequently and.. oh my God!" Eleanor shrieks, flinging herself at me. I wrap my arms around her, and look at Jeanette as we pull away.

"Alvin told me that Brittany was practicing Romeo and Juliet. And she fell off the balcony!" The purple clad says.

Alvin.

Alvin Seville.

"Alvin, I can't be with you anymore!"

"...ok..."

"It's meant to be, ok? It's me I guess... n-not you. Well.. I don't know anymore."

"Fine. That's cool but if my friends ask where ya are I'mma say something else!"

I had just rolled my eyes at that statement, but I guess he did mean it. All of the sudden, my cell starts to vibrate. I pull it out. A text from our manager, Dave Seville.

Girls, come on over the studio to hear Alvin's new song! It's hilarious and Duffy says it will be a hit!

Duffy LeChieru is our adviser. So, if Duffy likes it then it must be good.. and a nice time to confront Alvin.

I tell my sisters, and we ride over there. When we enter the studio, Alvin looks nervously at us.

"Alvin," I start to ask. Right now my phone is vibrating like crazy. So many texts from classmates and friends asking if I was okay! "What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong. WITH YOU?!"

I shout that last part.

Why? I shouted it because David started to play his stupid song. The music sounded Mexican... what the...

"My heart was paralyzed

My head was over-sized

I'll take the high road like I should

You said, "It's meant to be.

That it's not you it's me."

Uhh... it starts with Phantom of the Opera themes?

Although there is a huge, stained glass window between us, I see Alvin looking into my eyes. We lock our nervous blue orbs together, and I watch him intensely. Say the next lyric, Alvin.

You're leaving now for my own good

That's cool but if my friends ask where you are I'm gonna say...

"Oh my God! You idi..." I start to scream, but I then remember the first few lines. My heart was paralyzed...

She went down in an airplane

Fried getting sun tanned

Fell in a cement mixer full of quicksand

Help me, help me, I'm no good at goodbyes

His dark blue eyes look frantically into mine.

He isn't good at goodbyes. I have been his best friend for years, and he was always a sore loser. I have no idea if this is his apology or revenge. I still remember the stiffness of the air when he said that he was going to say other things. Then he was about to just stammer the word goodbye, however he instead looked deeply at my feet.

Those aren't my eyes, jerk! I thought. I regret that. I should of poured out everything on why I broke it off with him. Part of it was showing up late to dates, making fun of my sisters, and being just plain obnoxious.

Another part was that I didn't want to tear up that friendship and bond we had. But, I did.

She met a shark under water

Fell and no one caught her

I returned everything I ever bought her

Help me, help me, I'm all out of lies

And ways to say you died

Dave is chuckling with Duffy, while Jeanette and Eleanor squeeze my hand and shoulder for support. But David's grin turns into a confused frown when Alvin stops singing the song.

My best friend, (Or used to be...) sets down his most prized guitar, and leaves.

I look on the ground, to hide my flushed face. Then I see it. A crumpled notebook paper against my shoes. I gently pick it up. Alvin must have dropped it, and I look solemnly at my sisters.

"Open it, Brit," Eleanor mumbles. I can hear Duffy and Dave trying to figure out how to sell the song in the background. Usually Dave is a better father, but Miss Miller told me that they're losing money...

My eyes land on all the words scribbled on the paper.

On the top, there's a title in Alvin's handwriting that says, "50 REASONS WHY I LOVE BRITTANY MILLER".

Okay there you have it, first chapter. Hope you liked it, cliff hanger right? Well fear no fear dear readers chapter 2 willbe here soon! ;)

BYE!