The Conversion

Chapter Three: A Meltdown

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I was thrilled and worried at the school days' events so far. My crush liking me (at least that's what it seemed like) was great. The whole ex-BFF ordeal was not-so-great. I contemplated all this while I packed up my backpack at the end of the day.

I went to the bathroom to change for rowing practice. After locking the stall door, I pulled my v-neck off. Then, I took my Augusta Invitational tank top out of my backpack and put it on. I heard the door swing open as someone entered the bathroom. Paying no attention to it, I kicked my sneakers off and changed my shorts.

Jamming my feet back into my shoes, I slung my backpack over my shoulder and stepped out of the bathroom stall. I saw wavy brown hair. "Shit," I muttered. Luna looked over her shoulder and saw me. She quickly turned back to the mirror to continue checking her appearance.

"Hey Luna!" I said cheerfully.

"Quit the crap, Anna Belle," Luna scoffed. I looked at my feet. "Now look at me." After a moment, I looked up. She had turned around and was now sitting on the bathroom counter. "I want you talk to me and be yourself. None of these games you play here. I can see right through it," she said harshly.

"Fine," I said.

"So, why didn't you return our texts and calls?" Luna asked. I closed my eyes.

"I had new friends, I decided that it would be best if I just forgot about you so it didn't complicate things," I said frankly. She didn't realize I'd had a lot of practice. Luna wouldn't be able see through me.

"Anna. I asked for the truth," Luna stated. Well, so much for that idea.

"I guess I just saw my potential here. When I walked in here my first day, I held my head high and smiled at people. People knew I would be popular. From the first week, I had a reputation all because I was bold and cheerful," I started hesitantly.

"Good start. Keep going."

"I figured that if I wanted to be popular, I couldn't be a geek like I was before. You guys would keep me the way I was. This was my one and only chance to change my image," I finished.

"Why do you want to be popular?" Luna asked. I looked away.

"Does that really matter?" I asked.

"You're avoiding the question."

I gave in. "In middle school, we were outcasts. No one liked us, and they made sure we knew it too," I said bitterly. "Now that I'm popular, people listen to what I say. For the most part, I don't get hated upon. I can stop others from making people feel the way I used to. Because most of these people don't have best friends to comfort them and go through it with!" I was in tears now.

"In eighth grade, I started wanting to branch out from you and Jackie. I thought I might be able to get away from our reputation. But I didn't try because you were relying on me. I wouldn't abandon you," I sobbed. I was bent over trying to stop the tears that were freely flowing.

Luna hopped off the counter and came to hug me. I cried on her shoulder. Finally, I straightened and wiped the tears away. The sobs ceased to wrack my body. "Over the summer before my freshman year, I recognized high school as a chance to change everything. I wasn't planning to become popular, but then it just... sort of happened. At that point, I foolishly decided to stop consorting with you guys," I said. Luna had tears in her eyes now.

"I got nightmares then. In all of them you or Jackie would accuse me of abandoning you two. For the most part, they stopped after a few months, but I got a terrible one last night," I added. Luna hugged me again. "I'm so sorry, Luna," I said miserably, tears beginning to run down my cheeks again.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have immediately thought the worst of you," she said soothingly. I looked up at her. Seeing her now made me realize how much I had missed her.

"I love you, Luna. You and Jackie were the best things that ever happened to me," I said. "I feel so much better after gushing all that out to you." Luna laughed.

"I love you too, Anna Belle. And so does Jackie," she said softly, patting my head. We slid down to the floor of the bathroom and leaned against eachother.

"I guess I'm not going to rowing today," I said. But I didn't mind. I was just happy to be reunited with my best friend. I could figure out all my messed up problems later. Right now, I was living in the moment.