One Of The Boys Chapter 3: Caught You Staring At Me, a twilight fanfic

A.N.: OK... next chapter here! Again the response has been amazing, and I'm so glad that all of you like it so much. So thank you for the wonderful reviews and for even adding the story on story alert and your favorites list. :)

So this is the chapter where it's the first day of school. It's gonna start off during the time between Emmett in camp and Rose doing her makeover, in EmPOV, then will pick up with RPOV where I left off Ch 2... just so it makes sense when you start reading it. Also there's a little something toward the end that you all might enjoy. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight... sadly. But I own all the books, the three movies on DVD, some posters, the Twilight soundtrack, some T-shirts from Hot Topic, & maybe some little things involving Twilight. Yeah... I guess I am obsessed a bit, but who isn't if you're reading Twilight FanFic. Haha! And I don't own any rights to Katy Perry's music. I'm just using song titles and lines from 'One Of The Boys' as chapter titles. But I do own both her CDs.

So after one really long disclaimer... you may read! :)

CH 3: CAUGHT YOU STARING AT ME

EmPOV

I was so glad that I was home from football camp. This past summer had been brutal. I think I still have some bruises. Though it was a painful seven weeks, it was worth it. I bulked up some more, so I definitely was not gonna get thrown down ever during games this season, and I was probably gonna hurt people more. Haha!

When I stepped out of my Jeep, I was so glad to be on my home turf now. I was planning on just dropping off my things before heading over to Rose's place so we could chill for the day before I had to go on my cruise with my fam and the guys. They, too, were planning on doing what I was doing, except hanging with their girls. Whipped! I strolled right into the kitchen and immediately was pulled into my mother's arms. I missed her, but not her death grip hugs. Hmm... maybe I did get something from my mom, otherwise I was all dad.

"Oh! My baby's home!" my mom cried. And she literally was crying. I could feel the tears soaking through my red tee. I hugged her back, but not so tightly, and tried to soothe her. Finally when all was calm, and I said hi to my dad, I was gonna see Rosie. I had my car keys in hand when my mom stopped me.

"Emmett, where are you going?"

"Oh, I was gonna head over to Rose's. You know I haven't seen her in, like, almost two months and would like to catch up with her before we leave tomorrow for the week," I tried to tell her, turning to leave the house. But it didn't happen because my mom started yelling at me.

"No, honey! You gotta go pack for tomorrow! Upstairs! And I don't want to see you down here until dinner, and then you're heading back up to finish packing and to get some sleep. We got a seven o'clock take off to Florida, so we're leaving here at 4:30. Now go!"

I tried to reason with her, to give me two hours to hang, since it was only two now, and that I promise to go pack when I returned. But no, I was shot down, and I shuffled up the stairs, sulking. I wanted to see my Rosie. I missed her, and now I'm not gonna be able to see her for a full week, right up until school starts. I wasn't even gonna be let out of the house of my last day of summer to hang with everyone because the first day of school was the next day, and that I needed to make sure I had everything and that I had a good night sleep. My mom's words, not mine. Not even my dad's. He at least tried to take my side, but my mother gave him the stink eye, and mentally threatened him that he was gonna sleep on the couch if he disagreed with her, and he gave in like a wuss. Why are guys in committed relationships so whipped?

When I was in my room, I plopped down on my bed, making it bounce up a bit due to my weight. I called the guys, and like me, they were on lockdown for the rest of the night and would also be like me on the last day of summer. We wouldn't be seeing the girls at all this summer. And it sucked balls big time. After our conference call, I called Rose to tell her of my fourteen hour house arrest. She felt bad because I was in the house all day and that I wouldn't be able to spend one minute with her, even if it was just sitting on the couch and talking.

We chatted for an hour, and when I said good bye, I started packing for my trip. It was a cruise in the Caribbean, so summer clothes were needed, but still, summer clothes in Forks sometimes involved long sleeve shirts, so I unpacked those from my suitcase from camp and put them away, and started grabbing shorts, tees, undershirts, swim trunks and other necessities. I also heard that there was some kind of formal night, so I packed a black dress shirt, a white tie and black dress pants, along with my dress shoes. I had dinner and went back to packing other things, like my iPod, phone, chargers, a book (yeah I read sometimes, get off my back!), camera (that Rose got for me for my birthday two years ago), toothbrush/toothpaste, deodorant, cologne, my contacts and my glasses (yeah, I also wear glasses... leave me alone. I can't see well. [frowns]). Yeah, I think I got everything.

It was only nine, so I sent a text to Rose, telling her I'd miss her and that I'd see her in school. I promised to web chat from the boat, as well. I then fell asleep and woke up at 4 to the shrill ringing from my alarm clock. We were leaving for the airport in half an hour, so I took a quick shower and threw on a tee, sweatshirt and my sweatpants. I was tired and didn't give a shit what I looked like. But then again, everyone would probably look like me.

We picked up the guys and went to the airport, stood in the security line, and waited for two hours before we could board. Then we were in Florida by one, ready to board the cruise line which would take off at five.

The entire week on the cruise was a blast. Even formal night wasn't so bad. The only thing was that I missed Rose. I don't know what's gotten into me, but I suddenly feel like there's a hole inside me, and I think it's because I've been away from my best friend in the entire world, that I left a part of me in Forks, and I think it was her. Why didn't I just ask and just take her instead of the guys? I probably wouldn't be feeling like this.

Maybe the guys were right: could there be a chance that Rose and I were meant to be together, in the non-friends sense of the word? Maybe the reason why I feel like nothing right now was because I've gotten so used to being around Rose, and had gotten too comfortable that I didn't know what it's like to have someone special until they're not around. Do I love Rose? Yeah! I do! But do I love her love her? That I don't know. Maybe I feel something brewing, but if I feel that way, does Rosie?

Finally it was the day we were heading back to Forks. But we wouldn't be home until tomorrow morning, early in the morning, say around three. We had a late flight out from Florida. And I knew I wasn't gonna be seeing Rose that day. I would be catching up on sleep and making sure I was ready for school. Damn school to hell!

But I was psyched about seeing Rose again on the first day. All our first days in school, from elementary to high school, we'd been in all the same classes, including homeroom, minus gym class, and had the same frees and lunch periods. It was like fate or something. And I hope Fate would do it again this year.

And besides that, we had our annual basketball game, with me and Rose against Edward and Jasper, while Alice and Bella were in the stands cheering their boyfriends on, not Rose. She never took it personally, and laughs it off, only determined to win the game for us, which we always did.

Lauren Mallory tried to come over and ask me out when I was on lockdown in my house, but I turned her down... not nicely I might add. She screamed and stomped away in her heels, and almost tripped, before getting back in her car and speeding off. That night I called Rose.

"Hey, Rosie!"

"HI! You're back!" she squealed.

"Yeah, I am. Ready for school tomorrow?" I asked. I was pulling my backpack out of my closet and starting to throw notebooks and other school supplies in it. Done! I don't know why mom was going crazy over me making sure I was ready.

"Yes and no. I just want to see my best friend more than learn. You know. But I guess I should be psyched for senior year, right?"

"Yeah! Woohoo! Last year in Forks High, thank God!"

"Two things I not looking forward to: college applications and Whoring Lauren. I saw her in the diner this afternoon while I was with the girls, and I overheard her talking to Jessica that you two were going out, and possibly would have sex," Rose said.

"Rosie, you know I wouldn't go out with her again. She tried to ask me out this afternoon, probably right before you saw her. She was actually fuming when I turned her down, screaming and shit! She also almost tripped!" I told her, laughing because the sight of Lauren with smoke practically coming out of her ears was hilarious. She laughed uncontrollably, too.

"I know. It just bothers me to hear those things, thinking you and her could get together. But no matter, I know you wouldn't stoop down to her level." We talked some more, and I told her to bring her shorts for tomorrow's basketball game after school.

"Oh, shit! I almost forgot about that. Will do. I'll see you tomorrow, Em," she said.

"Bye, Rosie."

"Bye, Emmie Bear." I chuckled at my nickname and hung up.

The next day came faster than I expected, that I was on the verge of a panic attack. I took my shower and dressed in a navy blue henley shirt and jeans, along with my precious Nike Air Force 1's. (A.N.: check my Flickr for pics!) I was ready for school. I grabbed an apple, kissed my mom good bye and jumped in my Jeep and drove the ten minutes to the high school. When I got there, Edward and Jasper were waiting by Edward's silver Volvo, but Alice and Bella weren't there with them. The guys always picked up their girls. Something was up.

"Hey, guys!" I said when I got out of my car, high fiving them. "Ready for senior year?"

"Yeah, man. So psyched," Jasper replied. Edward just nodded.

"Where are the girls? You two usually pick them up," I asked them.

"The girls said that they and Rose were gonna come together in Alice's Porsche," Edward said. "They told us they'll meet us by our lockers." I just shrugged and we headed into the building. Thankfully the six of us were in the same homeroom. Oh Fate! You're doing it again! Thank you!

We stood by the lockers we've had for the last three years and just talked. We started hearing a commotion, filled with catcalls and hollers. The three of us looked over to see three girls walking in our direction, but a slight glare blocked out the two girls on the sides' faces. And all I could focus on was the tall blonde in the middle. She was a goddess.

"Whoa! Is that Rosalie Hale?" I heard some guys ask.

What?

Then I got a real good look at her. I bugged out my eyes.

It was Rose!

(A.N.: OK... fast forward to where CH 2 left off...)

RPOV

After eating lunch with the girls, we headed back to Alice's and just had a girls night in, watching chick flicks that I admit aren't bad. We also ate our weight in junk food while gossiping. They even threw in how good I was gonna look tomorrow.

"Oh, girl! You're gonna be the hottest girl in Forks High! All the guys are gonna want you and all the girls are gonna be envious of you!" Alice said to me, and Bella just nodded, totally agreeing with her.

"I'm still nervous about all this. I don't doubt you Ali, but I'm just scared I'll trip in the death traps you're making me wear," I told her, taking a sip from my Coke can. Alice just threw a throw pillow at my face.

"Don't ever think I would make you fall in heels. I could put you in higher ones, like six inch hooker platforms! But I'm being a good friend and giving you reasonable sized heels to walk in."

"Fine. So how we gonna do this tomorrow? You know, make my grand entrance?" I asked.

"I say we walk in the three of us, arm in arm. You know, almost Charlie's Angels style. And you, Rose, are gonna be between me and Ali," Bella explained. "With you in the middle, you'll be the most noticeable."

"That's such a good idea Bella!" Alice said, high fiving Bells.

"I guess a dramatic Charlie's Angels-esque entrance would be awesome," I said, continuing to laugh with my best friends. A few minutes later, my phone rang, playing the ringtone that's Emmett's. I excused myself and went downstairs to talk, since the music in Alice's room was extremely loud.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Rosie!" Emmett said.

"HI! You're back!" I squealed. Ugh! I squealed. I'm really starting to become just like Alice, but I missed Emmett a lot. I never saw him this summer, so hearing him at least brightened my day.

"Yeah, I am. Ready for school tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yes and no. I just want to see my best friend more than learn. You know. But I guess I should be psyched for senior year, right?"

"Yeah! Woohoo! Last year in Forks High, thank God!" Emmett boomed out. I heard him throw things around, assuming he was packing up his backpack.

"Rosie, you know I wouldn't go out with her again. She tried to ask me out this afternoon, probably right before you saw her. She was actually fuming when I turned her down, screaming and shit! She also almost tripped!" he laughed out. I couldn't help but laugh hysterically. Really the sight of her freaking out would have made my afternoon.

"I know. It just bothers me to hear those things, thinking you and her could get together. But no matter, I know you wouldn't stoop down to her level." We talked some more, and he reminded me to bring shorts for tomorrow's basketball game after school.

"Oh, shit! I almost forgot about that. Will do. I'll see you tomorrow, Em," I said.

"Bye, Rosie."

"Bye, Emmie Bear." I hung up and went back to Alice's room.

"OK, Ali, I have to let you know that the annual basketball game is tomorrow," I said.

"Oh, fuck, I forgot about that. Why do I always forget about that?" she fumed.

"Maybe because you don't play, and don't really pay attention to the game, but ogle at Jasper's body," I replied. She just shrugged. Then it hit her.

"Oh, shit, you play, too. And you were gonna look so pretty tomorrow," she said, pouting a bit. Bella then had an idea.

"How about she plays and still be girly tomorrow? She can wear, instead of her usual baggy shorts and tee, a pair of short athletic shorts and a tight tank top that emphasizes her assets that I envy," Bella said.

"Great idea Bella! Another point for Swan tonight!" Alice squealed. Bella has been on a roll tonight. I agreed to this.

"It would so throw off the guys' game, even Emmett's. You're gonna look so sexy tomorrow that you'll put all those lingerie modeling Victoria's Secret girls to shame," Bella said.

I went home later, the new tote bag I would be carrying instead of my usual Jansport backpack already packed and the outfit and makeup laid out. I was pacing the whole time, incredibly nervous about tomorrow. Would me dressing girly catch Emmett's eye and make him jealous if other guys hit on me? As much as I know that the guys in school are total sleaze bags, I'm gonna play the part of a flirty girl and go along with it to make Emmett fume and want me. I gave myself a pep talk before going to bed. It was almost ten, and usually I'd stay up a bit later, but I needed the sleep since I was waking up earlier than usual to beautify myself.

I woke up at 6:45 the next morning. Right now I'm not a happy camper. I never was a morning person, and having to wake up forty-five minutes earlier than usual was not what I wanted to do. But beautifying myself for Emmett was worth it. And later when I tease him with the outfit for the basketball game might just make him come. Hehe!

I dragged myself into the shower, shaving all necessary areas as well, and went back to my room right after washing my face and brushing my teeth. I sat at my desk and started applying my makeup quickly, but perfectly, just like how the girls taught me, and then curled my hair, pulling half of it back just so that some of my hair fell past my shoulders. I still had half an hour to go before I had to leave for school, so I quickly threw on the clothes I planned on wearing and putting on some jewelry and the dreaded heels that I prayed would not kill me.

My parents didn't know about my plans, and when I went down to eat some cereal, their jaws just about dropped to the floor.

"What?" I asked.

"Hon, you're wearing makeup?" my dad asked.

"And wearing heels and clothes that are actually from the women's department?" my mom threw in. I walked slowly to the table and sitting down to the bowl of cereal my mom put down.

"Yeah, so?" I said sarcastically. My parents were used to my sarcastic comments, so they didn't reprimand me for giving them an attitude, though they still looked like they've seen a ghost or something. "Look, I wanted to look nicely today, and maybe start being a girly-girl. I mean, I'm going to college next year, and possibly will find a guy who likes me. Maybe not dressing like a guy for once might attract them to me."

My dad coughed when I mentioned the fact that a guy might want his little girl. He had gotten so used to me not fretting over a crush since I never really had one before, and I hid my crush on Emmett for years now. My mom doesn't even know I'm in love with him. It was all a total surprise to them for me to change so drastically in a matter of months.

We remained quiet for the rest of the time I was eating my breakfast and then I heard Alice's car horn blast. I got my bag, packed with my notebooks, pens and calculator, as well as the basketball game outfit and sneakers I was gonna wear and I was out the door, yelling a quick goodbye to my parents.

Bella was in the passenger seat of the Porsche, so I had to settle for the backseat. We agreed last night that we would go to school on the first day together instead of them being picked up by Jasper and Edward and me driving myself in my sedan. We wanted to make that grand entrance right when the first bell was about to ring. It was gonna be dramatic, but, hey, it would be fun.

We stayed in the parking lot for ten minutes, waiting for all the students to disperse from the lot and into the school. When all was clear, we walked arm in arm, me in the center, toward the front entrance. So far so good, and I haven't tripped yet. Damn, I might've just jinxed myself. Don't fret over it... the girls won't let you fall.

The time had come. We pushed open the door and strutted in. It seemed like a movie, where everything was in slow motion. Everyone stopped and stared, and some guys even catcalled and wolf whistled. I wanted to duck away, but in a way I kind of liked the attention, so I just grinned widely as I walked with my two best friends. Our guys hadn't completely noticed yet, and were only turning their heads now. Jasper and Edward immediately noticed that it was the three of us walking, eyes bugged out and jaws dropped, but Emmett seemed in a trance, staring directly at me, but I wasn't sure if he knew it was me just yet.

Then someone said, "Whoa! Is that Rosalie Hale?"

I saw Emmett's expression change from being entranced to the expression what Edward and Jasper were sporting, finally realizing it was me who looked like this and was catching everyone's attention. The girls and I finally made it to our lockers, right next to the guys' lockers. We stopped walking and they pulled away, immediately welding their lips to their boyfriends, whom they haven't seen or kissed in two months. I just stood in front of Emmett, my hands linked together in front of me. He was silent, his mouth still open. I had to break him out of it.

"Hi Emmett." That broke him out of his trance, shaking his head a bit to see if he was imagining it.

"What did you do to yourself, Rosie?" he asked quietly.

"You don't like it? Do I look horrible?" I asked, afraid that he would think I was crazy or something for altering my looks to impress him. I started fretting with my hair and clothes, to see if I had a cows lick or a stain.

"NO! I mean... you look gorgeous. You actually look like a girl! I do like it. But why?" he wondered.

"Well, I thought that since it's a new year, and my last year, I felt like changing how I look. Do I look nice?"

"Yes, Rosie. You look beautiful. Just different. I'm gonna have to get used to seeing you look girly everyday," Emmett replied, giving me a wide smile, his dimples coming out. I gave a huge smile and blushed a little. We were just looking at each other, in our own little world. Then the bell rang and ruined it. I let out a sarcastic laugh and we all started heading toward our homeroom, Emmett strolling right next to me, ready to catch me if I tripped in my heels. We sat next to each other and talked for the rest of homeroom, mainly about him and football. The first practice of the season was Friday, and I promised him I would be there to watch, like I always did.

Throughout the day, guys were throwing themselves at me, asking me if I wanted to go out on a date with them, and I would flirt right back, also not giving them an answer just yet, especially since all I want is Emmett. And all Emmett would do is scowl, and I could tell he was bothered by me being asked out by the guys I truly despised.

It was now lunch. On Mondays it was burgers. I was contemplating on doing my ritual that I've done for the past three years here and getting a salad, but in my head, it was saying, Screw being a girl for forty minutes and eat the delicious, greasy burger. I just wasn't gonna scarf it down like I usually did. We got our food and I was eating my burger slowly and chatting up with my friends. The moment had to be ruined when Lauren and Jessica came over. Like yesterday, Lauren's nose was still bandaged from me breaking it (still proud of myself!).

"Ugh! What did you do to yourself Rosalie Hale?" she snidely asked with her nasally voice that still annoyed me.

"I decided to dress up a bit, you know, put on some makeup and throw on a pair of heels. It is a new year and might as well introduce a new Rose," I replied, taking a huge bite of my burger and swallowing. "What do you think?" I then gave her a mega watt smile to show that she wasn't bothering me.

I could tell that she was envious of me. I always knew I was blessed with good genes when it came to the looks department, but never enhanced them by makeup, and now with it on, she was über jealous. Lauren didn't have anything to say, so she just stomped away, Jessica on her six.

We all laughed it off and went back to our lunches and talking. Well me and Emmett talked, while the girls made out with their boyfriends. The bell rang and we all had Biology together. Emmett and I were always lab partners, and it wasn't gonna change now, so we found the first table empty and snagged it before one of us was separated due to people taking a table and sitting by themselves, waiting for someone in particular to be their partner. I couldn't stand the kids in our class and would not survive senior Biology with an annoying guy as my lab partner who would now just hit on me, or a bitch because I probably looked better than her, not that I'm letting my ego expand.

Bio passed uneventfully, just like the other classes. Mainly it was just handing out the syllabus and going over what we would be learning. Finally it was the end of the day, and it was time for our basketball game. The guys said they'd be outside on the court waiting for us to come out after I got ready. They probably assumed I was gonna dress how I normally did with the basketball game: baggy T-shirt and shorts and my Nikes with a high ponytail. But not today. They would be in for a big surprise... especially Emmett.

Bella, Alice and I went into the girls' locker room and I got changed there. After taking off my outfit, leaving on my undergarments, I threw on the tight white tank top and short black Soffe shorts with my white Nikes (A.N.: check my Flickr for pics!), and my hair in my usual ponytail. I cleaned off most of my makeup, just so I didn't sweat it off and it got all nasty, and applied a little bit of my clear lip gloss and a bit more eyeliner on my inner rims. Five minutes later, I was heading back outside. When we reached the court, the guys were taking practice shots. Jasper had the possession of the ball and was the first to see me, his eyes once again bugging out.

Then Edward and Emmett saw me, after noticing that Jasper didn't shoot the ball due to me distracting him slightly, their eyes bulging out of their skulls. Emmett's eyes looked to be full of lust, and I felt like Lola Bunny turning Bugs Bunny into mush in Space Jam, that Looney Tunes movie with Michael Jordan. I was making Emmett feel this way.

EmPOV

This day made me feel like heaven and hell on Earth.

The heavenly part was that I saw my Rosie, and she looked as beautiful as ever, but she was all dolled up for a change, instead of just wearing her normal tomboyish clothes. The clothes, the makeup, the hair and shoes made her look absolutely gorgeous.

But the hellish part was that it was affecting me in a way it shouldn't be. I was feeling majorly attracted to her, in a way a best guy friend should not look at his best girl friend. Throughout the whole day, she was making me feel like mush by the way she was parading around in her tight, feminine clothes and spiky heels, the way I've always liked the girls I dated to dress.

But even though she looked absolutely beautiful, it just wasn't my Rosie completely. I felt she was holding back on how she usually acts, by the way she walked, talked, ate. Yeah, she ate a burger, like she always does on Mondays in school, but she was eating slowly and definitely not making a mess like she usually does. Not even a speck of ketchup on her chin and not all over her fingers which she'd suck off the ketchup from. OK... just got a mental picture that sounds amazing right now, minus the ketchup, but shouldn't really be thinking about. I mean... come on! It's Rose! My best friend. I shouldn't be thinking about her in that way!

Plus, almost the entire day, guys were whistling at her and flirting with her. And shockingly she didn't punch them or tell them to fuck off. She just took it and flirted right back. That was not Rose at all! And my response to them was a mental threat them to leave her the fuck alone or I'd kill them. I couldn't help my protectiveness of being like a big brother to Rose, or feel a bit jealous because I started to want her all to myself, as more than just her friend. Ugh! Why was this happening?

And the worst part of the day came about just now, when she, Bella and Alice came out of the school from where the gym and locker rooms were. Instead of a baggy T-shirt, some long basketball shorts and Nikes, she came out in an outfit that was so sexy, it made my heart stop for a moment, and I felt my shorts getting tight and uncomfortable. She was dressed in a tight ass white tank and a pair of really short black shorts, that made her legs run a million miles long. I felt like I turned into a puddle by the way she was making me react to her new look. I was definitely lusting for her. But was I feeling this way because she looked fucking hot and not for her personality or good heart? And the fact I know everything about her, knowing she's not like all the other girls in school who think they're hot?

"Hey! Ready to play?" Rose called out to us. I broke out of my daze, and calmed myself down down there. The guys had already calmed themselves down. Well... calmed down from the way Rose looked, but were letting their girlfriends make them all hot and bothered.

"Uh... yeah... uh right. OK," I replied. I then yelled out, "Guys! Take your tongues out of their mouths and get your asses over here so we can play!" Jazz and Edward pulled back from Alice and Bella and ran over to me and Rose. Them two were a team and me and Rose were a team, like always. I'm just not sure how I was gonna keep my head in the game when my head was filled with fantasies about Rose. Gah! Come on Emmett!

We all walked to the center of the court, Jazz and Edward on one side, Rose and I on the other. Jazz had the ball and checked it over to us, me having control, so I started dribbling trying to get past Jasper, who was blocking me. Rose was being covered by Edward. I continued dribbling, making a sudden move to go left, which Jazz followed, only for me to quickly move back right and running, while dribbling, past him and heading toward the basket. Edward came over to me and started blocking me, me trying to throw the ball over his head to pass to Rose, who was waving her arms because she was open. I threw the ball over to her, which she caught and made her way over to the basket, doing a lay up shot, scoring us a point.

The game continued like this, occasionally me screwing up and letting Edward and Jazz get the ball and scoring because I was being distracted by Rose's ass in the tight shorts she was wearing or me staring at her chest while she was open for me to pass her the ball, but otherwise good for us. In the end we won, and Rose had run up to me and jumping in my arms, her full chest smushed up against mine, making me want her sexually even more.

When we parted, she headed back into the school to change. She told the girls to have fun with Jazz and Edward, so they parted in Edward's Volvo and Alice's Porsche, leaving me and Rose to head home together. I waited outside the locker room for her to emerge, and then we headed home in my Jeep. I asked if she wanted to come over to my house, and she eagerly agreed. One, she wanted to see my mom, since she hadn't really seen her all summer, and two, to spend time with her best friend in the entire world: moi. I was excited to hang with my best friend in the whole world. Maybe I would get some insight on her transformation.

A.N.: OK... so that was chapter 3! I hope you all liked it! Next chapter will be posted in a couple of days, and it'll be part deux for the first day of school, so it'll pick up from where this ended.

I had just finished writing chapter 6 for this story. And at first is was kind of hard 'cause I had a plan but didn't know where to start. I had started writing it a couple of days ago, like maybe four pages, stopped, then wrote the rest yesterday, finishing at I think 25 pgs, so it's long!

I have this plan that after I finish writing a chapter, I'll post one... so for example: ch 6 written on Corel/Word, ch 3 goes on FanFic. Now that I'm starting back up with school again in less than a week (boo hoo! I liked my month long vacation), it may be hard to focus on writing, but I'll try. I'm only going twice a week this semester with a four day break (Th, F, Sat, Sun), so maybe I'll be able to write and post. Hope you stick with me in case in gets rough.

So as always... reviews are greatly appreciated. They really do make me smile when I see a good one, and I always reply. :) And if you have any questions, too, be free to ask. I'll try to answer them without giving too much away (a tendency of mine) if it's about the story. Gotta keep you on your toes! Haha!

OK... another long A.N. See you soon! :D