"You know what, we both know it's killing eachother.  We need to talk." Chelle stated, later that night.  

We we're in our dorm giving eachother mani's and pedi's.  Chelle wanted her nails black and I wanted mine blue.  We used to do this a lot.  I'm glad we're doing it again.  

"You're right.." I sigh. 

"So Harry told you?" 

"Yeah, and ran away.  But you knew about this?" 

"Of course I did." Chelle smirked.

I just nodded.  I'm not sure what she wants to hear... The easiest way is to tell her everything.  Starting from when I met Zayn until today.  

Chelle spoke before I could, "Hey... I'm... I'm sorry.  I missed you a lot and should of known Zayn would take it too far.  I would of stopped him and brought my inner bitch out."

We burst out laughing.  This is not a moment to laugh, but that's what Chelle brings ya.  This would of been much different if Chelle really did stay my friend during this.  Would I have listened to her?  

"I guess I was just jealous... I always liked Zayn.  But I really hate him now, you probably do too...  lovely for him.  Plus I always knew Harry liked you, I was a little mad when you went for Zayn." Chelle admitted.  

"I don't blame you for being mad.  I'm sorry for being a horrible friend.  Can I explain to you all the truth of what happened?  It would clear things up I think."  

"Please." Chelle begged.

I truly didn't leave out anything.  Everyone still thinks we kissed on the canoe trip.  Well we freaking didn't.  I even told her about sneaking onto the field when Harry was there.  But then I saw Ella.  Supposively she knew the Ella and Harry "thing" was to make me jealous all along.  I wish she would of told me.  I probably deserved it.  

"That doesn't sound like any fun.  You always seemed like you were having fun though." Chelle gave me a pouty lip.

I actually laughed at how wrong she was, "Yeah...no where near that.  It wasn't at all." 

"Guess that's what ya get with older guys.  They always seem to be like that."  

"Wait what?" I blurt.  What does she mean by older guys?

"Zayn's in the grade above us, hun."  Chelle laughs, "Oh dear God, you didn't know that did you?"

"WHAT THE HELL!" My eyes widened.  

So this whole time Zayn is like SEVENTEEN OR EIGHTEEN!?  I'm young for my age too.  Geez...wow....okay...cool.  Then it clicked.  That's why he had friends I didn't recognize.  That's why he wasn't in my locker hallway.   Why in the world did he date me then?  Don't I seem so much younger?

Chelle's been hysterically laughing because I am still in shock.  I do not want to see my face right now, it's probably hanis.  

After figuring out our past weeks and forgiving eachother, it turned into an even deeper conversation.  Somehow I spilled about my family and life back home.  Chelle didn't act weirded out that I was a loser.  I was so relieved. 

"Niall was even my first kiss." I blushed.

"Hot damn!  You coming here was like becoming a new person then?" Chelle laughed. 

"Pretty much... I like it so much better than America." 

"Me too..." Chelle mumbled, "Well back at my home.  I had to come here because I was troublemaker." 

"That doesn't surprise me.." I joked.

"Hey, shut up." She chuckled, "We we're complete opposites.  Now we're kind of the same." 

"How?"

What the hell?  So Chelle's family apparently hates her.  She had a boyfriend she loved but had to leave him to go here?  Because some stupid ass girl told on her to her mom.  Chelle!

"And ever since you came here Gracie.." She sniffled, "I don't know, I can trust you, I really wish my family didn't hate me and-" 

"Chelle.." I teared up seeing her almost crying.

I scooted closer and hugged her tightly.  Chelle squeezed back.  I could tell she was crying because she was slightly shaking.  

"I'm sorry, I just never talk about this stuff." Chelle mumbled.  

I found it weird the only other person I've told my story to is... Harry?  Oh God, I really can't think about him anymore.  I just need to push him out of my mind for now.  He literally takes over and you can't stop thinking about him.

"It's okay.  I'm glad you told me." I grinned.

"Literally the only places I can stand is Brookwood and my family's beach house.  Everywhere else stresses me out."  

"I agree.  My dad stresses me out, he's all about work.  And you have a beach house?" I ask. 

"Yes!  Did you go on vacation a lot in America?" 

"We went to our cousin's lake house... I miss that." I reply. 

"Aw, and I can't believe guys weren't all over you..like what the hell?" Chelle's eyes widened.

"Ugh, whatever.  Speaking of boys...I know someone who has his eyes on you." I wiggle my eyebrows.  Brett.

"Who!!!"  Chelle flipped.  

"His name is Brett.  He's my friend and really nice...pretty cute too." I say.

"Oh."  

"What?  Do you not like him or something?" 

"Never met him." Chelle shrugged.  What is this sudden depression from her!?!!

"Do you like someone else or something?" I push.

"No." She simply replies.  

"Yeah you doooo." I smirk.

"I don't so let's drop it." Chelle stood up.

Shit, did I make her mad?  Somethings not right.  Chelle started putting away all the nail polish while I stared at her.  Something interrupted us though.  Eleanor burst through the door.  

"GIRLYS!  GIRLYS!" Eleanor beamed. 

"WHAT!" We both yelled. 

"Lou asked me to the winter formal!" She twirled around dreamily.  

Louis and her are so perfect....

"How!" Chelle grinned. 

"He told me to meet him by the field like thirty minutes ago and a couple of his friends helped him hold up a big sign and then I said YES of course!  You know what this means...DRESS SHOPPING!" Eleanor ranted.  

We squealed and hugged her on each side.  You know what this means... I'm gonna be date-lesssss! Yayy...not.  I doubt I'd get asked in this awkward period of life.  Harry ran away from me when he said he loved me.  Niall won't speak to me.  Brett wants to ask Chelle.  And everyone else has a girl.  Hmp.  

"I'll help you dress shop, but I'm not gettin' a date." Chelle shrugged casually. 

"CHELLE! Do you not understand Brett wants to ask you!" I bring up again.  

"We'll see.  Do you really think he would?"

"Rochelle you're so pretty of course any guy would want to!" Eleanor told her. 

"I second that!" I raise my hand.

"Ahh...shucks.  I reckon I am pretty fit." She winks and smacked her butt.  

Eleanor and I rolled our eyes at her playfully.  One more thing to worry about now.  The winter formal.  Eleanor was the first person I've known that got asked.  So now it's just starting.  After this people will be getting asked by their adoring boyfriends and lovers.  Wish me luck.

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Authors Note: I would like all my nuggets to read this, please.  I am so, so sorry about your wait for this chapter.. (and it sucks, srry).. Last weekend was a horrible week.  I love you guys and when I'm not updating it's usually because I actually can't.  I don't forget about you, ever<3 

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