The old me was better

Chapter One

"He's horrible, I can't believe he did that!" I screamed through my phone. "I know I honestly can't believe I dated that dweeb; I deserve better." My friend Lenny states through the call. "One-hundred percent, how could he, and where does this guy think he'll find better?!" I state, she laughs and rustles around. "I don't know, I just thought this would affect me more, but it doesn't. I thought I would be the heartbroken mess that everyone says you'll be when you have your first breakup." She speaks. I internally laugh, this girl could probably buy herself a boyfriend, some new cars and whole closet while she's at it. It's hard to talk to her sometimes, especially when she never asks me how I'm doing, it's always about Kade. Kade this Kade that. "Well, I have to go but I'll call you later." I tell her. "Bye." She says as I click the end call button on my phone and lay on my back.

I knew this would happen, they never looked happy with each other. Even when we all hung out it would be, buy me this, buy me that. Never the cute couple shit you see in the movies. Which I know is unrealistic, but they never held hands or tickled each other or even smiled at each other, it was all status and it made me so mad. Every person who doesn't want a relationship gets one and then you have me where a guy hasn't looked at me in ages. Except for when I was six and I had this best friend, he was two years older than me. We always used to play in the park, but that's it, he's older now and is living his best life and I could care less. I buy new clothes, I'm funny, and a loving person. But it's always my friends who are stuck up, wear too much makeup and swear a hell a lot. Lenny has been the only person I could talk to about this, but she herself has started to turn her back on me and drift away to new crowds. Which is fine but it's hard when you thought you would be best friends forever.

I don't know what I have to do, yes maybe I'm a little nerdy. I'm your typical girl who reads too much and fantasizes about guys that don't exist twenty-four seven. It's always the book girls who have it all, but no one can see that. I've tried countless times to fit in, but it never works. The guys go for the girls with the perfect bodies and nice makeup, but all I have to offer is a cute face and a personality. I just wonder, what will happen when things come crashing down. My friends are drifting away, and I feel stuck. Trapped in my own skin like I'm a curse. The books hardly ever explained these feelings, so I'm stuck on knowledge of couples getting the happily ever after's they always wanted.

I've never had a first kiss, never had a guy wrap me up in his arms and tell me everything is alright. Most of all I haven't found my prince charming.

It's hard to know everyone else is getting older around you when you're stuck in the same time zone you thought once was cool, I just want a friend, maybe a boyfriend and my happily ever after. I just don't know when that'll happen. 

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Alright What did you think? That was the first chapter, I know it's a little short, but I just wanted to give everyone the main idea of the story. I will be posting a new update/chapter every day, so you won't have to wait too long! Or maybe more chapters, depends on how my ideas will treat me. Any who I hope you enjoyed and will stick with me for the journey.

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-Bee