[Stella's POV]
Once I got home from school, I ran upstairs and threw my book bag on my bed which made my matress bounce. I quickly changed into shorts and a cami and hopped on my bed. I felt like throwing something at the wall, but wasn't sure why.
All of the sudden, my phone beeped, scaring me a little bit. I dug through my jeans pocket and opened it. 2 texts. One from Kev and one from... Aly? Then I remembered I had given her my number and she called me when I was over at Joe's, trying to explain how I felt, but she kind of ruined it.
I shook my head and opened Kev's text. "Hey Stels, where r u? - Kev" I took a deep breath and pressed my fingers to the keyboard. "I'm at home, Kev. Don't get all worked up. - Stels" I hit send and opened Aly's text. "You're never going to believe this... Joe just asked me out. I need your help with my outift. It's this Saturday. BTW, why were you so happy this morning? - Aly" Suddenly, I felt like screaming. I closed my eyes and texted her back. "Congrats. Yeah, sure. IDK? I guess I just was." I hit send once more and closed my phone, laying it on my night stand and falling down on my pillow. Why was I getting so mad over this? I was happy for Aly, but Joe was mine first!
I sat up and put my hands on my face. I felt like crying and eventually started to. I wiped my eyes and looked around my room, noticing all the photos of Joe and I, hugging, smiling at the camara, sometimes not, looking at each other. Then I got to my favorite. I stood up, walking over to it and pulling it from the poster board. I smiled and looked at it carefully.
-Flash back-
Joe and I were at the park, the sun was just getting ready to set and we were both finally 16 years old. I had just gotten my braces off and I had a short bob with roots already starting to show. Joe kept telling me how awesome it felt to be another year older, while I on the other hand, didn't feel anything different, except for the self-consious puberty setting in.
I was starting to get bored so I got up from the warm grass and ran over to the slide. I crawled up to the top and slid down. I got to the bottem and sat there for a few seconds until I was immediately pushed off. I fell to the ground and Joe jumped off the slide, helping me up from the ground. "You're bleeding." Joe said and started looking through his pockets, obviously searching for a band-aid. I touched my cheek and pulled my hand away, looking at the blood on my fingers. "Here," he said and touched my cheek, pressing the band-aid to it. His fingers were warm, yet calloused from playing guitar for four years. I smiled and he smiled back. We both walked over to the swings and sat down, moving back and forth.
Joe finally stood up and walked behind me. He pulled out his camara and knelt down, trying to get level with my head. He held the camera infront of our faces and took the picture. "Let me see." I said and took the camera from his hand. I looked at the picture and smiled. "You look fine." Joe said and smiled, holding out his hand. I gave the camera back and our hands touched.
-End of flash back-
I pressed the picture back on the board and walked over to my bed, sitting down as I felt tears coming again. Joe was mine first and Aly was just taking him away. I needed to do something about this and fast.