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Chapter two

Charlie's P.O.V

It's been five whole years since that happened. Even now I sometimes think about it. Sometimes I ask myself questions like 'What if I stayed in Arizona, would we still be friends?' or even 'Would we be more than friends?' Okay, I admit back then, I had a slight crush on her. I mean can you blame me, she was really pretty and so determined with everything she set her mind on. How couldn't I have a crush on her? However, that's over now. I've gotten over it. Or so I try to convince myself that I have. But I know that deep down in my heart, even after five years I miss her. But I have realized that I'm never gonna see her again so I try my hardest to forget her.

Anyways, my life has totally changed since I was nine. For starters, my brother left for college this year. Since my brother left, my parents have been pushing me into playing soccer. Saying that they want me to be just like him, get a scholarship for soccer, or go to the same college. But I don't want to be like him! I'm absolutely nothing like him! We are two completely different people. He loves soccer and I have a passion for playing drums. But apparently my parents don't care of what I want, just of what they want for me. Even if I liked soccer I wouldn't be able to play because I would suck! I've never been at best with my grades either. It's not like I ever failed but I'm really not the best student. I've already tried telling my parents this once, but every time I even mention by brother's name my mother starts getting all teary eyed. I can't handle seeing her sad so I gave up trying.

Now they want me to try out for the soccer team at school. I sighed. Speaking of school I better get ready before I'm late for the first day of high school. I get up from my bed and rush into bathroom. "Charlie, hurry up! You got fifteen minutes!" my mom yells from downstairs. I open the bathroom door and yell "Alright!" but she probably didn't hear me since I have a toothbrush in my mouth. Oh well! I rush out of the bathroom throw on a random white t-shirt from my messy closet, my black leather jacket, with my dark jeans. I fix my hair and head downstairs. "Charlie-"my mom starts to shout before I tap her shoulder. She gasps and turns to face me. "Geez mom, ya don't have to shout I'm right here!" I laugh. She rolls her eyes and smiles "Let's go Charles. You don't want to be late for your first day of high school!" she exclaims excitedly. "Oh! Don't forget that you are trying out for the soccer team today!" my smile turns into a frown. "Yay! Cant wait." I mutter sarcastically.

Stella's P.O.V-

I cannot believe we had to move to Rhode Island! All because my mother got a job at a lab for a start-up development project. So a week before high school started, my family and I had to pack our bags and move out. At least I didn't have any friends that I had to leave behind. Ever since Charlie moved about five years ago I became less social and just a tad bit quiet. When Charlie was around I felt like he was the only one that I could trust and tell him anything knowing that he would never judge me. He truly was my best friend. When he left I felt truly alone, don't get me wrong I have a family that I love very much. It's just that around them I feel like the outcast of our group. Since my family is filled with geniuses and I'm just plain dumb.

So it's kind of hard living up to that when knowing that I'm not smart. Even my little brothers are geniuses. At that time when Charlie left, I was sad almost depressed. Not only because he was my best friend but I kinda sorta had a crush on him, so it basically broke my heart to see him leave. But after a while I couldn't take it! Being sad all the time wasn't me! I was the upbeat, crazy girl that everyone knew. But when I was so sad I thought that I had become dependent and needed someone to always be there with me. I tried to become more independent not knowing that little by little I was pushing my family away until it was too late. After that me and my mom hardly talked I thought that she was ignoring me because of my crazy ideas. You see, sometimes I get these crazy ideas and I'm determined to stick to them even if they're the stupidest ideas ever. Like the time I decided to become a vegetarian. Yeah well, I knew I could do it and look now its been four months and I haven't eaten a single piece of meat.

Most of the times my mom thinks my ideas and dumb and unrealistic, but I usually just ignore her. But sometimes it hurts knowing that your mother doesn't support your decisions. That's probably another reason way we've become so distant from each other. I sighed. So here I am starting freshman year in Rhode Island. Who'd ever thought? I walk over to the box labeled 'Stella's clothes' and open it. Since we had moved here less than a week ago I haven't had time to finish unpacking. I dig through the mess of clothes 'til I find the out outfit I'm looking for. My favorite red shirt that says 'Question Authority' and put it on. I grab my tight skinnys and my flat, black, laced up boots and throw them on. I head towards the bathroom and start getting ready. Once done, I head out the door to meet my mom waiting outside in her car.

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