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brooklyn's pov

today is arabella's 18th birthday. i would drive over to her house and wish her a happy birthday, but we're no longer friends. summer of sophomore year she cut me out of her life and became this mysterious, smart, beautiful, and badass girl. no one knows what happened, but ever since she changed everyone either wants to date her or wants to be her. me? well i just want my best friend back. not back to her old self. back to me, back to hanging out on her apartment roof, which would now be her house roof since she moved.

today is the first day of senior year. i drive off to school not worrying about my breakfast.

i walk into school and i see arabella. we make direct eye contact and she looks away. she looks different. she's wearing a white v-neck with her iconic leather jacket, black skinny jeans and white and black adidas originals. she cut her hair shorter and dyed it platinum blonde with a hint of pink.

she's always been beautiful, but now she's beyond that. i hear the bell ringing and head off to my first class -american government.