Who could ever want me?

by Bloodthirsty221

Bella is a slightly chubby high school girl with 2 parents who only care about her grades and her annoying older brother, Emmett. She seems fine, but inside, she is battling depression and suicide. To make it all worse, she is in love with Edward Cullen, Emmett's best friend. But he could have any girl he wants, so why would he ever want her?

10. Chapter 10

BPOV:

Rosalie and Alice decided that a sleepover was necessary. I've never had a sleepover with more than one person before. I've never really had many friends, so it was just never a possibility. It was extra strange to have the third person in the sleepover be a popular senior, but then again, it was probably Alice that she wanted to make friends with. Alice is the beautiful one. Plus, she knows all sorts of things about fashion and looking good. I obviously don't. If I did, then my life would be so different right now.

Charlie almost didn't okay the sleepover, but once he found out that it was with Alice, who I am always with, and Rosalie, Emmett's perfect girlfriend, he couldn't find a reason to say no. I could tell that he tried, but he had no success. So here I am, sitting on the steps in front of my house with an overnight bag sitting next to me, waiting for Rosalie to come pick me up. I don't remember where she lives, but I do remember that she is of one of the richer families that live in this town. I'm so scared to go to her house and SLEEP there. I mean, what if I break something or get dirt on something or say something wrong. Oh my GOD, what if I say something stupid while meeting her PARENTS? They'll think I'm mental and forbid Rosalie from hanging out with me, maybe even Emmett. He'll hate me forever.

Maybe I still have time to call her and tell her I feel sick. Good plan.

Just as I reach for my cell,

Honk!

Damn. She's here.

I pick up my bag and walk over to her shiny red convertible. It's so beautifully sleek and sexy, just like her. How does this even happen? Is there some kind of website that matches a car to your looks? I wonder what car I'd be...

"Hi, Rosalie. Thanks so much for picking me up."

"Hey, now, Bella. I told you to call me Rose. Rosalie just sounds so... stuck up, don't you think? And it's no problem picking you up at all. I love to drive, and it gives me extra time to talk to you!" She beams. I almost do a double take. She actually wants to talk to me? This is so unreal.

"Sure thing, Rose." I grin back. This might actually be fun. Hey, maybe she can help with "Operation Seduce Edward Cullen".

I'm sorry to announce that this will most likely be the last chapter of this story. I did really like it at first, but I lost all ideas that I had for it, and I have so many other things that I want to write about. My life has changed very much in the past few years, and I just can't bring myself to write this anymore. Again, I'm really sorry for everyone who liked this fic. I know that I hate it when authors do this, but now I sort of understand why. However, this is by no means my last story. I will try to begin more. Thanks for reading, and reviews are still appreciated! I might even keep writing more chapters for this story if someone comes up with a good idea for it!