Hey peoples...this does relate to Danny Phantom as in the ghosts and stuff so don't give me crap about it.

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Bella Feels Broken

"Things that aren't good...usually aren't good..."

You know I never really knew how to skate. I guess this was a bad time to tell Sam that.

I glared at her and Danny from the skating rink. They were sitting down at a table sipping their pop and talking, wanting to give me and Connor some "bonding time".

Ha! He was skating circles around me, literally.

I watched him skate around me.

He didn't even glance at me while I was trying to skate helplessly, falling numerous times.

I was beginning to see another side of Connor.

I fell down once again.

I hit the ground with my hand in frustration.

"Hey, do you need any help?" Someone asked from above me.

I looked up and saw several guys looking down at me with sick grins on their faces.

They looked like the bad boy type.

I quickly got up, "No thanks, I'm fine."

I started skating, but they skated beside me.

Curse my slow skating skills.

I turned to look at them, "You don't need to skate by me, really. I'm fine."

I choose that moment to fall flat on my face.

I cursed silently to myself.

One of the guys leant down and picked me up by my hand.

"I don't need any help." I glared angrily at him.

He pushed me into one of his friends and then that friend pushed me into another guy and they kept doing that.

Of course, it's really fun when you're on skates.

"STOP, YOU'RE MAKING ME SICK!" I yelled at them, but they continued pushing me. I fell a couple times, but they just picked me up and kept pushing me.

People were starting to notice when they skated past us in the skating rink, but no one stopped to help me.

I closed my eyes as they pushed.

I felt trapped and lonely again, only this time people were laughing at me.

They pushed me into another guy.

I couldn't take much more pushing.

I braced myself to be pushed into someone else, but it never came.

I opened my eyes to see that Connor was holding me.

I blushed slightly, but no one saw.

"Hey, man, you're ruining our fun." One of the boys glared at Connor.

"Looks like she wasn't having any fun." He retorted.

The guy paused in surprised and then smirked.

"Oh, I get, trying to protect your little girlfriend." The guy said smartly.

I glared angrily at him, but Connor just stayed calm.

"She's not my girlfriend, but she's my friend, and I would appreciate it if you would leave her alone." Connor said.

"Fine, we'll leave her alone." The guy said. Then he and his buddies skated away.

I held onto Connor and looked up at him. He was blushing.

"What?" I asked.

He jumped a little, probably because he didn't know that I had been looking at him.

He stepped a little bit back away from me, "Uh…are you okay?"

I felt sad, partly because he wasn't holding onto me anymore; which was sick just thinking about it, and mostly because I knew that I wasn't okay.

"Yeah…I'm fine." I started to skate away, but I fell again.

He laughed and helped me get up.

"Do you want me to skate with you?" He held my hand and I had to hold in a blush.

"Sure." I said slowly.

Why do I feel this way?

It's really strange.

We started skating a little bit before I remembered something Connor had said, and I looked down at the ground.

"What's wrong?"

I looked up at him, "You said that we were friends, but we're not."

"I'm sorry," He squeezed my hand, "I didn't give you a chance to get to know me. I would like to be your friend. Do you want to start over?"

I nodded my head, and he pulled me out of the skating rink and we found a table to sit at. He sat across from me.

"Hi, I'm Connor." He said as he held out his hand.

"Hi, I'm Ama-BELLA!" He jumped in surprised, "I…I mean, I'm Bella."

I reached out for his hand nervously and shook it.

"Sam, I'm in deep trouble." I said as I plopped down onto my bed taking my wig off.

"Yeah you are," She rolled her hand through my hair in a quick movement, "bad hair day."

I glared at her and then went over to my mirror to remove my contacts, and she followed me.

"What happens when you have to tell him that Amanda is actually Bella?"

I sighed, "Hopefully he won't ever have to know, after this wedding Bella will be out of his life forever."

Sam sighed and walked over to my door, "I'll see ya later Bella, have a good week at school."

I smiled weakly at her, "Bye Sam."

She walked out the door and I turned back to look at the mirror and the sad face that stared back at me.

"Isabelle Manson…"

"It's Bella," I called out to the substitute.

"Oh, right, sorry, Bella then."

He wrote down my nickname on the attendance sheet, and I went back to doodling in my notebook.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I turned around.

To my surprise it was a Goth person.

"I thought that you were Amanda?" She asked me, and my eyes widened in horror.

"I…yeah…that's my middle name…" I nervously answered, turning back around.

"Hey! Amanda come sit with us!" I turned to see Connor waving me over to his table. He was sitting with Josh.

I started to walk over there when the Goth girl stood in front of me blocking my way.

"So…they call you by your middle name?" She asked suspiciously.

"Y-yeah, I liked to be called by my middle name…" I said as I walked past her.

I sat down across from Josh and Connor.

"What was that all about?" Josh asked me.

"Yeah, why was Kara talking to you?" Connor asked.

I wondered how Connor knew who that girl was…

"Oh, uhm…she's my partner in class…" I mentally slapped myself for lying again.

Stop that.

"Oh, okay." Josh said as he went back to eating his hamburger, Connor just stared at me.

"So…how was your weekend?" I asked him.

He had that surprised look on, and I realized that he had been daydreaming.

"Oh…I…uh…was helping my dad with his wedding stuff, it was so boring." He took a bite out of his salad.

Josh laughed and looked at Connor, "Are you kidding me? What about Bella? She wasn't that boring."

I saw Connor spit out his bite of salad.

"W-what? W-what a-are y-you t-talking a-about?" He looked over at Josh.

Josh shrugged and looked down at his hamburger like nothing had happened, "You kept talking about her a lot. I thought that you liked her."

Connor blushed and moved his salad around with his fork, "No, I don't like Bella."

"That's too bad," Kara sat down beside me and my eyes widened in horror as I stared at her.

She turned to look at me, "Isn't that too bad Be.."

"Excuse me, I need to talk to Kara privately." I grabbed her before she could finish her statement and ran into the bathroom.

"What was that about!?!" She yelled at me. I was panting heavily.

"Please, call me Amanda in front of Connor…" I said still panting.

"Why?"

"He thinks that someone else is Bella, and that I'm Amanda…but please don't tell him."

I mentally slapped myself again.

More lies, more strings on the web.

"Alright," She stared at me weirdly, "your secrets safe with me."

I nodded in understanding as I watched her leave the bathroom.

I walked over to the mirror and splashed my face with water.

I looked back at the sad, wet face staring back at me.

The bell rang, but I didn't even notice.

Sam was right.

I was going to have to tell him…

…but not now…