A/N: I wanna thank smileymee16 and nileyfan1 for reviewing my story and for being the first reviewers on fanfiction for me ever!
Thanks to the people who added me to their alert too... who wants to tell me how they do that? I have no clue. :/
Later, on the day of the football tryouts, I sat excitedly on my bed awaiting the phone call where Nick would tell me he had made the football team, and then I would tell him "I told you so!" Gosh, we were predictable.
But by the time the clock ticked 6, I was getting worried. I thought to myself, 'Nick said he would be done with tryouts by 4 at the latest…' I waited for him to call a little longer, up until after dinner and it was 8 o'clock. Finally, I grabbed by cell phone and dialed the familiar number. The phone rang a few times, and then I heard his voice.
"Hello?"
"Nick! Why didn't you call me? If you were here I'd totally smack you right now! Did you make the team or not?"
"Um, yeah I made the team," he sounded strangely uncomfortable. "I'm sorry I didn't call. The other football players threw a party for the new players. " He mentioned softly, his voice just slightly apologetic.
"Oh, that's okay," my voice had a small hint of surprise and disappointment in it. "Well, I told you you would make the team!" I laughed. "You should listen to me more often."
"Yeah, okay. I have to go." Nick's voice surprised me. He sounded annoyed and we hadn't even talked for 2 minutes yet.
"Oh, well, have fun, bye."
"Bye."
I heard the dial tone, and I felt a little disappointed. I thought he might want to celebrate with me. After all, I was his best friend. He, I, and even the tree in my backyard knew that.
At first, that day didn't bother me too much, the way he had forgotten to tell me the big news. But then, we stopped hanging out, and then our phone calls reduced to pointless texts. All I got from him was an occasional "hey" and a "what's up". Sometimes, I would call his house phone. His mom usually picked up the phone, and when I asked if he was in, she would almost always reply "Oh, he's out with his football buddies. Do you want me to leave him a message?"
Slowly, I began to realize that he broke a promise. He had forgotten me. Even after all the times we said we would be best friends forever, the times we both joked that we couldn't go without talking or seeing each other for a day, and that one last time he had pinky promised me not to forget me, he had forgotten me. Slowly, my disappointment, turned into sadness, and then that turned in to anger. I couldn't believe what was happening.
All the plans Nick and I had made for the summer just crumbled, leaving me with nothing to do. Every time I thought about it, I would laugh once bitterly, thinking about how he was probably hanging out with his "football buddies". Well, that summer turned out to be the worst summer of my life.
Still, on the first day of freshman year, I woke up, super excited. After all, it was the first day of high school. It would never get to relive this day again! Well, that is, I was super excited until I realized that Nick and I weren't friends anymore. Me, having no other friend, had no one to be super excited with, and in turn, became depressed.
So, let my sum up freshman and sophomore year. On the first day of high school, I made one friend, Emily. She's nice and all, but, like me, she's unpopular. Our friendship slowly developed, and I was glad that someone as nice as her became friends with me. But the worst part is, oh yeah, just by luck, I managed to have 5 of my 8 classes with Nick both sophomore and freshman year. I had to sit in class and watch him and his friends chat as he ignored me, his ex-BFF. That is why is why I felt accomplished whenever he and his friends got busted by the teacher.
He became popular, and I was a loser. Yeah, I admit it. I heard about how he and the rest of the popular people would have parties all the time, and he would play beer pong and all that stupid stuff dumb teenagers would do. Heck, he even had a girlfriend that he'd make out with roughly against the lockers. Selena. Yeah, her and her posse cheerleading crew were all Barbie dolls and fakes by my standards. I couldn't even really believe that Nick had a girlfriend. Before, he had been so shy around girls he liked, and now he was banging the most popular girl at the school? But you know, at least he had commitment. He had been dating Selena for two years now. I wondered what their relationship was like. Hell, it wasn't any of my business though.
Well, nothing really mattered to me at that point. Everyday would be boring. I'd just wake up, eat breakfast, go to school, come home, do some homework, eat dinner, then fall asleep. I got decent grades, usually just things in the A to B- range. The first two years of high school slowly passed by.
Now, I was still me, dorky Miley. In just one week I would be a junior. Another glorious year of high school. Yay. I didn't want to be the dork Miley anymore. I wanted Nick to remember me again. I thought once, and I knew what I had to do.
A/N How do you like the story so far? Haha, well, I have the next few chapters written, and they will be coming out soon!