Tracey's P.O.V.

I jumped up when I heard my alarm go off, and I rushed to turn it off. I sighed, welcoming all the stress that I conveniently forget when I sleep back.

It's been three weeks. Three goddamn weeks. Three weeks since I decided that David wasn't the one for me, and I still haven't ended things yet. How in the world do I even begin to do this? How do I tell him that even though I love him deeply, he's not the one for me? How do I tell him that I think I only love him as a friend? It'll break his heart.

I slowly got out of bed and started my morning ritual. I stepped into the shower after letting it heat up, and let the hot water fall on my body. Using this precious time, I decided to think of ways that I could end it.

It's not you, it's me. Seriously? How much more cliché can you get? No way.

I love you, I really do, but I'm not in love with you. Hmm. That's true, it might actually work.

I imagined him turning red and flipping his lid. He'll never forgive me. The crazy thing is, I really want us to come out of this friends. I want him to still be in my life. I finally understand why people are so hesitant to date their best friends- they're scared of ruining a great friendship.

After what seemed like a calming eternity, I finished my shower and got out to get dressed.

When I got downstairs, Brittany was already down there watching tv. I shook my head, picked up the remote, and turned it off.

"You know you're not supposed to be watching tv so early in the morning. You'll lose brain cells," I scolded.

Brittany looked at me and stuck out her tongue. I stuck my tongue out at her as my response, and I walked to the kitchen with my mini-me following behind.

"So, what does my little princess want for break-" I stopped myself when I saw my mom in the kitchen, making breakfast. The smell of pancakes and bacon wafted to my nose. I don't know how I didn't smell it before, it smelled amazing!

My mom has been getting better this past month, getting over our dad. She even filed for divorce last week. Still, she hasn't cooked for us for a long time. I mean, she did cook dinner that one time a couple of weeks ago, but that was just her way of keeping herself busy so she wouldn't dwell on her pain. This is different. We've been living off of packaged and fast foods for the past month, and her in the kitchen cooking again is a sign that she's truly moving on and getting better. I'm proud of her.

My mother whistled a sweet sounding song as she finished cooking the last few pieces of bacon, and I couldn't help but notice how unusually happy she was this morning.

"What has you so happy this morning?" I inquired, sitting down at the island bar.

She put the last few pieces of bacon on a plate and turned around to look at me. She had a smile on her face that stretched from ear to ear.

"I met someone," she said excitedly.

My eyes felt as if they bugged out of their sockets. "What?" I said loudly, as I got myself a plate of food. I may be surprised, but I'm never too shocked for food.

She sat down next to me, still smiling like an excited school girl.

"After work one night, I went out to, you know, get my mind off of things. I was at the bar all by myself, and the most gorgeous man sits down next to me and starts chatting me up."

My mind immediately came up with at least five questions to what she just said, but I brushed them away and asked "How long has it been?"

"Three weeks," my mom said triumphantly.

I swallowed the food I had in my mouth and let my mouth drop.

"Mom, it's barely been five weeks since you and dad separated, did you even give yourself time to get over him?"

My mother rolled her eyes at me. If you were ever wondering where I got that nasty habit from, well there you go.

"Oh please Tracey, Robert and I aren't even serious. And I'm definitely not giving your dad the satisfaction of seeing me sad over him. He's not worth it."

I can definitely agree with you there, I said in my head.

"Well, be careful with this Robert guy," I warned.

"Why is it that I feel like I'm not the mom here right now?"

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. I have to go to school, take care of yourself mom. Love you!" I called, hurrying out the door towards my car.

"Love you too honey!" I heard my mom call after me as I closed the door

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When I got to school, Cameron was waiting for me by my locker with a huge grin on his face. These past couple of weeks just being friends with no drama have been amazing. He's really funny and super sweet, and I swear any girl that gets him will be so lucky. I know I've said it before, but I just felt the need to reiterate.

I walked up to him and hugged him. "Why is everyone I'm such a good mood today? Is there something in the air?" I joked.

Cameron pulled away, laughing. "There just might be. Love, maybe?" He winked, and nodded his head towards something behind me.

I turned around, and was face to face with the sex god us humans referred to as Aiden. He was leaning against the locker next to mine, cheesing as well. It finally rubbed off on me, and I smiled back.

"There really is something in the air, I'm convinced," I said.

Cameron hugged me from behind and said "I'll give you two some alone time. See you in class." He released his hold on me and he was gone.

I smiled at Aiden again. "So what's up handsome?"

"I feel like a five year old, I have no patience anymore," he said with longing in his eyes.

"What ever do you mean?" I asked, feigning innocence.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into him, sending tingles throughout my entire body.

He leaned into me and whispered "You know what I mean. I want you all to myself baby." He nibbled on my ear, sending a shock of electricity straight to my core.

I bit my lip. I feel bad keeping him waiting just because I'm too much of a scaredy cat to break up with David. I know it's not fair for me to keep him waiting.

"I know, I know. You know what? I'll do it today."

His face lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah. I'll text him right now, watch."

I took out my phone and started a text to David.

Hey, can we meet up after school? We need to talk.

For the past couple of weeks, we haven't been hanging out too much. We saw each other at lunch, in the hallways, and in the classes we have together, but that was pretty much it. David has been working out and I've been keeping myself busy with Aiden (he doesn't know that of course).

"See? I'm handling it. I'll be all yours soon."

He glanced at my screen and smiled. "That's what I'm talking about. I can't wait to have you all to myself." He kissed my cheek, and the butterflies in ny stomach fluttered.

The bell rang and Aiden walked me to class. I went and took my regular seat, taking out my books. A few moments after I sat down, David walked into the room. The butterflies that were in my stomach died out and settled at the bottom of my stomach.

He sat down next to me and smiled. "Hey babe."

I gave a weak smile back. "Hi," I squeaked. I turned away and focused my attention on our teacher, who had just walked into the room.

This is going to be harder than it looks.

Tremaine's P.O.V.

I rushed out of school after the last bell so I could meet up with the girl I'm glad to call mine. Bianca was sitting down on one of the benches, and when I approached her, she stood up on her tippy-toes and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing my cheek. I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face in her hair, drinking in the smell of coconut.

God, I love the way her hair smells.

That's because you're whipped, my inner voice said disapprovingly. There is a little part of me that is still a player, but he's dying slowly with each passing day. That doesn't mean he's going down without a fight though.

I broke the hug and took a step back to get a good look at her. Her hazel eyes looked golden in the sun, and her long, curled eyelashes made her eyes look big and innocent. Her caramel skin was blemish-free, soft, and felt so good to the touch. She's also a tiny little thing, standing at 5'3", we have about an entire foot of height difference. She really is beautiful in every way.

"Hey baby," she cooed smiling.

"How was your day gorgeous?" I kissed her before she got to answer, her soft lips melting into mine.

Bianca pulled away and giggled. "Better now that I I'm with you obviously."

"Great. You ready to go?"

"Ready like Freddy!"

I laughed. "You're corny. Let's go."

As we walked to my car, I couldn't help but think about how good things are going. It's kind of crazy that everyone in our group is dating each other now, but I'm not complaining because the drama has finally died down. Tracey and David are sort of still working through a rough patch, but I think they'll get through it. Things are actually looking up...

Tracey's P.O.V.

After school, I waited outside for David nervously. How do I even go about doing this? What do I say? I've broken up with people before, but it's never been so hard for me. We haven't been dating for very long, but we still have that history. We've been friends for so long.

David came out of the building after a few minutes, interrupting my thoughts. Just seeing him made my palms sweaty and my stomach churn.

I don't think I can do this.

He walked up to me smiling. "Hey Trace, what's up? I feel like we haven't hung out in forever."

I smiled weakly. "Heh, yeah. Can we go somewhere... private?"

He blinked at me, confused. "Okay. Where did you have in mind?"

"I don't know. My house maybe? It's empty right now."

"Okay, I'll meet you there then."

-

When we got to my house, I turned the ignition off with shaky hands. Why am I so freaked out?

You can do this. I told myself so I could calm down.

I went to the front door and unlocked it for us, letting David go in first. He made his way into the living room and plopped down on the couch, whistling.

He's so happy, my inner voice hissed, and you're going to ruin it because you're so selfish. My inner voice is harsh, but right. I am selfish. I've been riding on an emotional rollercoaster and I've been taking everyone who cares about me on a ride that just ends with them getting hurt.

Should I do this?

Yes, you deserve to be happy. You're happier with Aiden.

I took a deep breath, and followed David into the living room. I sat down next to him and he looked at me with a smile ppb his face, but I could see a hint of worry in his eyes. It kills me that he has no idea I'm about to break his heart.

"What's up babe? This seems serious."

I sighed. Here goes nothing. "You know that I love you right? No matter what?"

He frowned a little. "And I love you too baby, what's wrong?"

I took another deep breath, and held it for a little before I exhaled and said "We have to break up."

David took a moment to fully understand what I said, and when he did, his face was plastered with a look of hurt and confusion.

"What? Why! Is it something I did? I'm sorry baby, whatever it is we can work through it." He moved closer to me in an attempt to hug me, but I put my arms out, keeping him away.

"No no! It's nothing you did, you're amazing guy. It's me, it's all my fault." There you go with that cliché you said you wouldn't use. "I love you, I really do, but I'm not in love with you David. It just doesn't make sense to me for us to stay together because I don't think we will last."

The look of hurt and confusion slowly morphed into one of anger.

"Bullshit."

"What?"

"You're breaking up with me for Aiden." He punched the couch and stood up. "I knew it! How could I be so fúcking stupid!"

"No! That's not it! I may have feelings for Aiden but he is not the reason. I was telling you the truth earlier." I felt my eyes water as I raised my voice.

"Save it. I don't need to hear this crap." And with that, he was gone. He slammed the door behind him as he left, and he sped off.

I plopped down on the couch and let my tears spill over. That was just as hard as I thought it was going to be. I just hope I made the right decision and it all works out for the best...

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Sorry I took a little long to update, I got a little bit of writer's block halfway through the chapter.

But what do you guys think? Tell me how you feel about this chapter, and vote if you like it (:

-Theaa (:

*Song for this chapter is Autumn Leaves by Chris Brown. I could write an essay about what I think this song means but long story short it's about a man who's scared of losing his love. Maybe it could give insight into how David feels right about now if you think he's being unreasonable