Here we go...

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2007

APOV

This is it, the end of 8th-grade year. I'll be going off to high school next year, which is terrifying! A bigger school, making new friends, boyfriends, dances. It's a lot, but I'm excited. As long as I've got my best friend-

"Ana, get your head out of your ass and get down here!" Speaking of the devil.

"I'm coming, geez! Keep your hair on Grey."

Christian Grey and I have been best friends since we were 2. We went to the same daycare and apparently immediately began to play with the toy cars and trucks. Not only that, but we're neighbors too. His older brother is already in high school, he's a Sophomore this year. I'm currently in the treehouse that's in Christian's backyard. His dad had it built and it's now our "secret hideaway". As I climb down from the tree, I see Christian waiting for me at the bottom with a smirk on his face.

"You better not let your mom hear you talking like that Christian." I playfully scold him.

He rolls his eyes as we start walking towards the house.

"That's why I have you," he tells me. "You'll get me out of trouble."

Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. We walk in silence for a little longer.

"Hey, Ana?"

I look at Christian, waiting for him to continue.

"You'll always be my best friend, right?"

Giving him the biggest smile in the world, we lock pinkies, something we've been doing since we were 5.

"Of course, Best Friends Forever."

May 2010

APOV

"Ooops"

The whole lunchroom explodes in laughter. Kate Kavanaugh and her minions smirk at me as they take in the spoiled milk dripping down my hair and onto my clothes. I don't know why I'm surprised, they've been after me since freshman year.

I thought high school would be great, but it's the worst thing that ever happened to me. Today's the last day of my Junior year before spending the whole summer in Arizona with my family. Looking around, I catch my eyes with the familiar gray that always plagues my mind. He's among the ones laughing at me, not even bothering to help. I look away before running out of the school. I'm not staying the rest of the day, only to be ridiculed by everyone. I can't help the tears that gather in my eyes as I think about all that has happened these last years. I once feel like I had everything, but now I just have an Ex-BFF.