So yeah, sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I've just been in a heep of things lately: an endless ridiculing at school, fights with family, and my grandma was just diagnosed with cancer. So I'll try to update as soon as possible. By the way, thanks for the reviews.

I guess you can say that night went alright. Sure Zack had a confused expression occupying his face, but he always tried to play it off. We each exchanged past memories and how our first day of sophomore year went. Mine was the worst of course, but none of them knew that. I couldn't tell them about my feelings and the events that happened.

The rest of the week was monotonous; school, learning, homework, sleep. Then the weekend came along, I was hoping something interesting would actually happen. Unfortunately, my weekend stayed tedious. I stayed in my room the whole time writing down random notes on my wall. Even though I still had some sort of feelings for Freddy, I still couldn't forget the way he treated me two years ago. Back then, I kept wondering why things were always changing. Going through transitions, but never actually settled anything. We were the best of friends, but suddenly, he would not stop bullying and ridiculing me. Every night I would cry myself to sleep. Then out of nowhere, we were as close as before. Everything turned from hate to love. He would kid with me about sexual things and we would talk again. I liked this feeling, but was too scared about how long would this feeling last. The weekend passed by quickly, and soon again it was Monday morning, a new day for school.

I woke up to the shrilling sound of the alarm clock. It was probably the third time in the past week I dozed off thinking about my situation with Freddy. I kept slamming my palm repeatedly against the alarm until it stopped ringing.

I decided not to do my usual morning routine. I felt like dressing up for school. I took my morning shower, blow dried my hair, and straightened it until it was pin straight. My jet black bangs were long covering my olive green eyes. Indeed people would say I was a pretty girl, but usually never decided to make myself look appropriate. The majority of the time I would keep my hair tied into a loose bun with hair let loose all over the place.

"Summer, someone is at the door for you," my embarrassing father had screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

I hiked up my blue plaid skirt and tucked out my white blouse. I ran down the stairs grabbing my knapsack and adjusting my tie. I was almost at the bottom of the stairs when I tripped over my shoelace, and hurdled towards the door. I tried hiking myself up, meeting eye to eye with Freddy. His face was turning red, trying to hold in his laughter.

"Ahaha, I could have hurt myself just to let you know," I repeatedly said to him.

"Well I wouldn't have let that happen. I could never let this girl get hurt."

"Well who said I wanted you to save me?" I said while messing up his dirty blonde hair. To me his hair was perfect, felt like I was petting a dog's fur.

Freddy stood there thinking of something to say, but instead he poked my boob and started running out the door. I immediately ran after him, struggling along the way. I hated but loved his foolish, immature antics. As I caught up to him, I jumped upon his back making us tumble into the grass. We laid there on the grass laughing hysterically, it was times like these that I cherished and wished I could pause time so they could last forever.

Freddy turned over on me, his knees parallel to my hips. Our faces were two inches away, and I was dying to kiss him. His perfect plump pink lips calling my name, wanting mine to touch his own. We were sitting there for five minutes until I decided to place my lips upon his. I pulled away, and started to walk away. He started following me, and pulled me into a passionate kiss. Our hormones were flowing and I didn't want to pull away. I knew what we were doing was absolutely wrong, but there was something that just couldn't let me heave myself away from him.

We walked to school in silence, none of us bringing up the kiss we had just both experienced. We acted like it was any ordinary morning, and acted as if the kiss never happened. In our classes, I would see Freddy staring at me. I would look around, trying to see if he was staring towards someone else. But, it was just me, I was in the course of his mind. During P.E, Freddy went up to me pulling me away into a corner.

"I really need to talk to you"

"Now, because I really need to pass P.E this year," he looked at me with those eyes of desire, making me melt with each second that passed.

"Well, can you suffer one class? Because I reallllly need to talk to you. It's killing me inside that I'm not letting something out. Plus, it is only the second week of school," he placed his hand upon my face and felt my cheeks burning up, "Um, are you okay?"

"Yeah, hmm sure, let's go before coach sees us" Freddy grabbed my arm, and led me to the back building.

No one went to the back building. They stopped using it after they made an addition onto the school. We sat across each other on the grass staring at each other until I decided break the ice.

"Sooo, I guess we're having nice weather?" pulling my knees to my chest, shivering with each movement.

"Actually, it's like 30 degrees out."

It was about five minutes we were sitting there until we both said something at the same time:

"So, about what I wanted to say."

"Are you going to say anything because I realllly need to pass P.E"

"Yeah, about that kiss before?"

"Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me, it was just a lapse of misjudgment," it killed me to say that, lying about how I so truly felt about him. I flinched my eyes, hoping that he didn't hear what I said.

"Well, um okay, but I meant it when I kissed you. I am truly and sincerely sorry for the way I was treating you before. Making up rumors and laughing at you like we had no past. We were best friends, I don't know what changed between us, but I regret it. I miss how we were when the band was still together. Our long conversations, how we used to kid around about sexual things. I miss that, and I just wish I can go back in time, and take back all the things that I have done. And, this is completely wrong since your current boyfriend is my best friend," he sat there for a couple seconds, breathing deeply.

I had flashbacks of our old memories, and I started smiling, but then all the pain and suffering he put me through washed them away, and I started crying. I couldn't control the tears; they were protruding from my eyes as if they had a mind of their own.

"What? Was it something I said?" He sat there trying to understand me. We used to read each other so clearly, but I had put up this roadblock and wouldn't let him in my mind.

"I really do miss those times, but what you put me through before? I don't know if I would ever be able to forget that. You made my life miserable. I would stay up all night wondering what changed. I tried changing myself every day hoping that a different personality would lure you back into our friendship. I mean sure, I want to be really good friends again, but how do I know that you won't change again? And, I can't hurt Zack, I do sorta have feelings for him."

Freddy inched himself towards me, and placed his arm around my shoulder. I loved the feeling of him on me. I felt security, like nothing could ever ruin those moments. I placed my head upon his shoulder, and with each moment, my tears kept diminishing. He put his other arm around me, and placed his chin on my head.

"I'm glad you miss everything, and I promise that I will never hurt you again. It now hurts me to know that I had to put you through this. It's like a stab in the heart to see you hurt. Ever since that kiss this morning, all I could think about it all the memories we went through and how much of a bitch I was to treat you like that," he felt a tear fall down his cheek. Normally, he would be embarrassed to have anyone see him crying, but around me, he was able to act however he wanted to.

Extra cheesy chapter, I know. But, I just really couldn't think of anything else.