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Matts POV

Its been too long. Making Arabella cry was the worse mistake I ever done. Seeing her cry makes your whole body shut down. It's like she's everything inside of you.

It's been way to long since I talked to Arabella. I'm only doing this so she could stay alive. I love her and nobody will ever change the feelings I have towards her. Nobody.

Arabella's POV

Me and Janelle has been really close over the past few days. We had the same interests which made us even more close. No I'm not a lesbian whatsoever but she's basically a sister to me.

But of course I hadn't forget what happened at school. I avoided my ex-friends when they are around me. But, that's how life works.

I really needed money right now so than I decided to get a job. I walked down the streets and saw this medium sized place and it has blue- green walls and it looked absolutely adorable. I read the sign and it said "Daycare". I looked at the window and it said "Help wanted." I decided to get the job since I love kids and I really needed money.

I opened the brown door and saw a nice looking middle aged girl at the counter. "Hi how may I help you?" She said happily. "Well, I saw a sign that said that you needed more workers so I decided to work here and stuff." I said awkwardly. "Oh ok. Please fill out this form to be able to get accepted to this job." She said as she handed me a paper. "Okay thanks."

I walked down to a chair and started to write down My name, age, gender, phone number, and why I wanted to work here. Once I was finished, I handed the paper back to the lady and gave her a smile and walked out of the Daycare.

When I was walking down the street, I suddenly bump into someone. I turned around and saw a pair of hazel eyes looking at me. It was Matt. My ex- boyfriend. My first lover who cheated on me. "Um.. Hi Matthew." I said awkwardly. "Oh hey Bella." He said putting his hands in his pockets. " Well I have to go anyways so bye." I said awkwardly and walking fast away. But than I heard something that sounded like "My feelings never changed for you, Arabella Rose."

Did he really say that? I don't think so. But I'm pretty sure he did.

I walked back home thinking of what Matt said and the whole drama thing.

Around 10 minutes later of thinking, I got a phone call from an unknown number. I answered it and the mystery person said "Is this Arabella Rose?" The person said that had a girl voice. "Yes that's me." I said getting worried that something bad might happen.

"Well you got accepted for the job at Daycare! You work on Monday, Thursdays, and Fridays at 4:30 PM. You earn $249 every two weeks." She said through the phone.

"Thanks! When do I start?" I questioned.

"You may start this week or next week. Your choice." She said.

"Well, I'd like to start next week than." I said.

"Okay. Bye Arabella see you next week!" She said happily. "Bye." I said as I hung up.

Next week-

It was 4:20 and I am finished getting ready. I took my mint pennyboard and penny boarded all the way to Daycare.

I entered the daycare and there was 6 kids there. 4 girls and 2 girls. They were all so adorable!

I went to the counter and said "Hey I'm Arabella Rose and im a new worker here. What do I do right now?" I said kindly to the woman I met last week.

"Hello Arabella I'm Rachel, nice to meet you. You may start off by telling the kids to make a story, you can choose the theme." She said and we shook hands. "Ok." I said walking over towards the kids.

They were about 6-9 and they were coloring, reading, and playing puzzles. I clapped my hands and said "Hi guys! I'm Arabella Rose and I'm new here and I'm going to teach you and do fun stuff with you." I said loudly and kindly so they could hear. They were all staring at me waiting for what else I'm going to do. I cleared my throat. "Today, were going to make a story. You could choose the characters if you would like. It has to be non-fiction and it must be creative. Clear?" I said.

"Okay.'' They all said. "You may start working now." I said loudly. They started to go get papers, pencils, crayons, and other supplies. After a few minutes, a little girl tugged on my skirt. "Yes sweetheart?" I said. "Hi Ms.Rose but May I write about True Love?" She said softly. I hesitated and said,

"True Love isn't real. It's fiction. Love hurts, and trust me, I've been through this."