I messed up. I messed up so badly.
Alexandra Maffindale was locked in her room. She was sitting on her bed, desperately trying to figure out her life. I can’t go back. She thought. I’ve made too many mistakes.
A knock on her door made her start up quickly.
“Alex?” A voice asked. “You there?” There was silence for a moment.
“Yeah.” Alex whispered. Then she said louder. “Yeah. I’m here.”
“Olivia is on the phone. You wanna talk to her?”
“No!” Alex yelled.
“Whoa, okay. Dinner’s in 10 minutes.”
Alex heard footsteps walking down the stairs. I can’t talk to Olivia. Never again. She trusted me. And I ditched her.
Alex had been friends with Olivia ever since they were in kindergarten. Both had bonded when their moms had taken them to a kids playground. They were sitting at the top of the slide, not wanting to slide down. Finally, they both got on it together. They slid all the way down, giggling, and their friendship was born.
They had gone through ups and downs together. When Alex had missed a word on a Spelling Bee, Olivia had calmed her down. When Olivia had lost her gymnastics meet, Alex had been there for her. They were like salt and pepper. Peas and Carrots. They were inseparable.
Until, of course, middle school. People change. True colors were shown. Lunch tables mattered, and you sat with the people who defined you. For example, Alex gained entry to the smart kids table at the beginning of the year, while Olivia sat with the jocks. Both of them had always sat with each other in elementary school, often trading food or chatting.
They always sat next to each other in their classes in middle school. They still talked to each other, but it felt like an invisible line was between them. They stopped hanging out. Eventually, they even stopped calling each other. Finally, Alex did something that she would regret for the rest of her life.
For now, the best friends weren't talking. They had gone their own separate ways. Alex, through one of her other friends, had become popular. Olivia could see that she was influenced by them. She started to become meaner. Her attitude started acting up, and she would talk back to the teachers. Her grades slipped from A’s to B’s.
Finally, she cracked. She called Mr. Hembrick, the math teacher, in a poem that she wrote, a fat annoying gnat. She got detention. Ms. Herison, the principal, called her parents and told them about the incident. Then, she asked if Alex was getting enough sleep. Alex’s parents sounded surprised.
“Of course. She always goes to bed at 10 o’clock.”
“Well, make sure. She was definitely acting up today. ”
Alex had gotten into huge trouble. She was grounded, until she apologized. But Alex was too proud to ask for forgiveness. She stayed in her room, coming out for meals or to go outside, either to check the mailbox or sit.
Olivia had come a few times, to check up on Alex. But Alex always ignored her. It seemed like Alex was in her own world. She would always stay by her phone, even though she wasn’t allowed to use it all the time. She would get calls, and she would immediately pick it up. It was usually one of her “popular” friends. She would never call Olivia.
Olivia was feeling down. Her best friend wouldn’t even talk to her. It was all because of that Clarissa. Clarissa had influenced her friend. In middle school, all that mattered to some kids was being “popular”.
Olivia knew that was wrong. She had tried convincing Alex the same. But Alex wanted this whole new world. The world where all the kids were scared of her but wanted to be her friend.
But Olivia missed Alex. Olivia had always been a shy girl. Until, of course, she met Alex. Alex was a talker, and that had replaced Olivia’s shyness. Alex had gotten Olivia to open up a bit more.
But Alex was Olivia’s only friend.
When Alex started drifting away, Olivia got depressed. She still excelled at gymnastics, but her heart wasn’t in it. Her coach had noticed, had asked her parents if she was okay. Her parents responded, “We will ask her.”
When Olivia’s family had the conversation, they quickly realized that she needed a social life. She needed friends.
Alex always got phone calls from Clarissa. Clarissa was the one who had gotten Alex into her group.
When Alex got the invitation into the group, she was surprised. She knew that the other girls despised her. But, she went along with it. I can’t pass up this opportunity. She thought. She knew that it would mean to leave Olivia, but she could always hang out with her on the weekends. Or so she thought. It turned out, Clarissa had a pool. Every Saturday and maybe Sunday they would swim.
All the other girls were mean to her and to everybody else. But she stayed with them. She stayed with that group.
When the phone rang, Alex immediately picked it up.
“Hello?” Alex asked.
“Hey Alex.” It was Clarissa. Today was Saturday, so Clarissa was at the pool.
“Hi.” Alex said.
“So, we’ve been thinking. Are your parents home right now?”
“Actually, no. It’s just my brother.” Alex said, confused.
“Cool! That just makes my plan easier.”
Oh. My. Gosh. Olivia had just heard something that made her gasp. Alex had escaped her house, to go to that pool she always went to every weekend. Her friends had helped her. Actually, it was Clarissa’s idea.
Alex had stayed at the pool for a while. When Alex’s parents got home, they quickly realized she wasn’t there. They called all the neighbors. They asked Olivia if she knew where she was. She replied no.
Finally, they called Clarissa’s parents. They quickly said that she was in their backyard.
Alex had gotten into huge trouble. From now on, no electronics except when her mom let her. She was still grounded. Olivia had gone a few more times, to try to visit her, but Alex’s mom said she was busy.
Back to Present day.
Olivia had called Alex at least 3 times. Her mom had picked up, saying Alex was in her room, doing homework. She would say she couldn’t talk right now. Olivia knew the truth. Alex didn’t want to talk to her.
Olivia would find a way.
Alex knew she would have to call Olivia someday, but she just couldn't face her. That being said, Alex missed her.
A day later, Alex got a letter. It didn’t have a return address, but Alex recognized the handwriting.
Olivia had written to her.
I know you don’t want to talk to me, but I just wanted to contact you. I really miss you. Why did you go and ditch me? You knew that those girls were mean. You could have just, I don’t know, have some time to spend with me. Well, I really miss you. Please call or write back soon.
Alex read this letter six times. She knew in her heart that she missed Olivia. She wanted to see her. She wanted to actually talk to Olivia in person. But of course, she wasn’t allowed.
Alex went downstairs and picked up the phone.
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Nice story! Good opening line, and I like how you switch the timing up a bit. Also, I have a similar sort of story called Moonlight Memories that I think you might enjoy, if you get the chance.
Thank you! I'll check it out!
Not a bad story. I read it, and thought it was well-written. Call this the old editor in me, but there were some smidges of I don't know, missing pieces or maybe it was in the dialogue exchange. I didn't follow that well because - I didn't know who was talking. Some punctuation questions, and all, but I thought you did a good job. If you have time, would you check out some of my stories, like The Mistake, Big Daddy Comes Back, The Mistake, Lighting a Match, and others? I would love your feedback! Thank you.
Thank you so much! I'll work on it.
Lovely work, Avery! I'm so sorry I couldn't read it earlier. I was starting my career in creative journalism. :)
Thank you so much! Oh, it's no problem!
This was such a cute story about the ups and downs of friendship. I'm always such a fan of these stories, and you opening line really caught my attention. I could also really clearly picture Alex and Olivia because you wrote their characters really well. Amazing work!
Thank you so much!
Hello developing writer 😊 You’ve done really well with this. What I mentioned before – a bit more drama? You’ve certainly done that here. The way you start this story really gets the reader involved and you end just as strongly. It’s not like you’ve changed your style drastically, just made it more engaging for the reader, which shows you’re definitely on the right track. The only thing I’d say here is to choose between the date and present day. You don’t need both. If the date’s important, adding ‘present-day’ is redundant. Otherwise, ‘p...
Aww, thank you! Okay, I'll fix that. Thank you again!
WHOAA! Idk if this will sound rude but this is WAAAY different from your usual writing style. (Not that your usual isnt amazing). I really liked how you told Alex and Olivia's story in sections and parts. Great story Avery! I loved it.
A great story that tugged at my heart. Friendship always brings real emotions and betrayal of dear people stays for long in the memory. It takes much effort to renew what was lost, but sometimes it's worth it. Thank you for sharing this story, Avery! p.s. I would appreciate if you could read my story when you aren't busy, thank you!
Thank you so much! I'll check out your story!
Great story Avery! Also, I read your bio. Wonder is one of my favorite books too. I saw that you liked one, but would you mind checking out some of my other stories? Please and thanks :D -Megan
Thank you! Of course!
I loved Wonder too! Just saw this and had to comment 😂.
Very nice, very realistic! 😁 I love how you managed to capture both sides of their friendship, which made me feel sorry for both of them. Great ending, too. Good going, Avery! 😊
Thank you so much!
A tender story of the ups and downs of a significant friendship. Well-written. Keep writing 😊