And So We Happened

Maricella was always the single friend of her group because her ex, Chris, ruined her chance of love again. She was like the relationship guru, always comforting her friends and giving them advice. Will she ever fall in love again? Does she meet someone along the road? Read more to find out.


1. Peach Fuzz

                                  Chapter Uno


  "GOD I JUST DON'T GET IT! WAS IT BECAUSE I'M UGLY? OR MAYBE HE SAW MY PEACH FUZZ AND IT GROSSED HIM OUT?" Hi, I'm Maricella. I'm from Rosepark, NewYork. I'm currently comforting my  best friend for the tenth million time. Katherine doesn't seem to learn her lesson after each boy she "falls in love with". I fell in love once, I think it was freshman year. God, that was a mistake.

    "Your peach fuzz isn't that bad.. I mean I got a coupon for 50% off on waxing if you want it," I said, trying to comfort Katherine. "WHAT? SO IT WAS THE PEACH FUZZ WASN'T IT? THANKS A LOT CELLA!" Katherine stormed into the bathroom seeking for more tissues. "You know I'm only kidding Kat, boys are just stupid butt holes who get away with breaking hearts. You're too good for him. Plus I didn't like Marc anyway, his head was stuck in his ass."       Marc was the captain of the boy's basketball team. He was a blonde haired, blue eyed boy. He was hot, but he knew it. He could get any girl he wanted. He was so petty that he even went out with geeky band-type girls to use them and dump them the next day. I really don't see why people admire him so much. "I mean, I just don't get it. One day he says he loves me and the next he says he got bored of me. Am I really that boring?", Katherine sobbed. "No, no of course not! Hey, if it'll make you feel better, we can egg his house later tonight!" I really wanted to because I hate him so much.

       Kat sniffled, " Really? Oh Cella!  You're the best. I'm sorry you always have to deal with my heartbreaks. I promise once you find your true love, I'll make sure he doesn't hurt you. And that's a promise. I really regret not slapping the crap outta Chris. What he did, IT MAKES ME SO ANGRY." Chris was my ex, whom I  had fallen in love with in freshman year. I had the deepest feelings for this kid, he really made me think he was in love with me. I later found out that the only reason he was with me was because he had a bet with he stupid friends to see who can get with as many girls in the length of a week. I was the winning number. I remember I didn't want to leave my room for the rest of the year. I avoided everyone and anyone and I cried and thought on how stupid I was to think love exists. "Don't Kat. That asshole shall never be spoken of ever in this house. Thanks, but sorry I really don't like talking about him." I  always felt uneasy and sad thinking about it. "I'm sorry Cella, I promise  won't mention him." He is the reason why I refuse to "fall in love" again.

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