I was hoping to get close to Jack, even though I'm grounded and having to mave supervised study dates with him. I wanted to finally have my first kiss with him and tell him I like him more than friends.
Dad left a week ago, and I miss him terribly too.
But today I was going to video chat him, with tears running down my cheeks.
"Hey Stella, have you been behaving for your mom," Dad asked as he answered my Skype call.
"I've been good," I told him, sniffling.
"Stell, what's the matter," he looked concerned over my tears.
"I got my heart broken, Daddy," I told him, trying not to cry.
"What happened," he asked.
"Jack got a girlfriend. She's the girl I punched in the face," I told him.
"Now that's an issue. Have you written about it yet," he asked.
"Yeah. But I've been playing Filthy Animal to get my anger out," I told him.
"Read off what you have and I'll help you write cords for it," he grabbed his guitar from behind him and ggot ready for me as I grabbed my journal from off my bed.
"She's not right for you. You're missing out. I'm here holding in my feelings. My heart races when I look into your eyes, My palms sweat when I play a new song. I get tongue tied when you smile at me. I want you to see, the best damn thing you'll ever see is right here. She's been there since she can remember and yet you run off to the fake girl," I spoke line by line to my dad.
"Is that it," he asked.
"I've crying too hard to write more," I told him.
"We'll finish it and you can play it show him how you feel," Dad started to tune his guitar.

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I haven't talked to Jack since I worked on my song with my dad. I wasn't in the mood to hear about his new girlfriend. I even told him she was bad news. What sucks the most is that I feel like I'm going to shatter like glass over this. I don't like feeling so weak, but I am in love with my best friend and I can't tell him since he's with one of the bitchiest girls in our class.
"Stella you need to talk to him," Aubree spoke up. She and Tom got together nor long after our dads left. I was envious of my twin's happiness with Aubree.
"I can't. I'll look like a fool in front of him. Besides, he's off the market. I'm not a boyfriend stealer," I told her,
"Stella, she took him from you. You need to fight for him. I haet seeing you so depressed," Tom added in.
"I don't know how," I told him.
"Our birthday party woul dbe the perfect setting to have him alone. We'll hook up a game of 7 minutes in heaven so you can be alone with him to get everything out," Tom suggested.
"We're going to be 15, Tom. we're a little too old for that game now," I told him.
"Stella, just go with it. You want Jack or what," Tom asked.
"I do want him," I told him.
"Then suck it and stop bitching over him being with her and get him back into your reach," Tom encouraged.
If you get me in trouble, Tom, I'm dragging you down with me.