Chapter 1: Memories

Flashback…

"Hey Brandon, wait up", yelled a six year old girl with gold colored hair to her best friend

"C'mon, Stella, they're right there", a six year old boy with brown hair yelled back

It was a hot Wednesday morning, and two kids were on their way to an ice-cream truck. "hi-ya, can I have chocolate fudge", asked Stella "and can I have a vanilla swirl", asked Brandon "alright, here you go" replied Taylor, the so called "ice-cream man"

After Brandon and Stella paid Taylor, they walked together through the park. They stopped by the lake and sat down as they ate their ice cream.

Brandon: "Hey Stella"

Stella: "Yeah"

Brandon: "Did you know that if you throw a pebble in the water and it skips 3 times before sinking, you'll find the person you'll love for the rest of your life?" asked Brandon

"Really, were did you hear that from, your mom?", replied Stella

Brandon: "Uh"…..

Stella: "well, I already know who the love of MY life is!"

Brandon: "and who is that?"

Stella: "Blake"

Brandon: "your cat?"

Stella: "no silly, Blake from daycare!"

Brandon: "ew he's oog-il-y, and how could you like him if he doesn't even know your name?"

Stella: "first of all, he's not ugly, and second of all, you're just jealous!"

"that's not true!", Brandon argued

"uh huh, you're jell-oose!", Stella teased

End of flashback..

Ring rinnngggg!

A 17 year old blonde stumbled out of bed after hearing her alarm clock. It was Sunday and her family was getting ready to move back to her old town in Gardenia. The town she made most of her childhood memories…the town where she made her first best friend. Ever since her parents told her they were moving back just a couple months ago, she had been having flashbacks of her childhood in Gardenia. She wondered if her old friends were still there, and if anyone would remember her.

"Of course they would remember me", she thought to herself, "I mean seriously people, who would forget about the little girl who broke the record of the most eaten ice cream in a day, especially by a six year old"

Sure they would remember her, but would they recognize her? She wasn't the little girl who loved wearing tiaras and sparkly pink gowns in the summer. The little girl who always wore pigtails. The little girl who ate ice cream with her best friend every single day!

No. Stella had grown up to be a very beautiful young woman. Her pigtails were replaced with long flowing golden locks that reached her waist. Her little pink gowns were now formal blouses and skirts, her small hazel orbs became beautiful honey like eyes, always filled with love, her chubby little body she earned from eating too much ice cream turned into a slim model like one. She wasn't skinny, but she was fit. Her cheeks were always rosy, and her lips were a light pink and as soft as a cushion, it almost looked like she had been kissed by a rose. Some people would say that her smile was her best feature. Pearly white teeth that are perfectly aligned, a smile that could win a million dollars and make everybody smile along with her. As a plus, she had also grown a lot taller. So let's just put it this way. She was drop dead gorgeous.

The only thing that didn't change was her personality. Whenever you were with her, you could almost picture her in her little kid form. She was so bubbly, energetic, and always wanted to have fun. Everybody couldn't help but admire her. Her beauty and youth reflected on her love for life. She could always light up the room! But the thing that hadn't changed the most, was her love for ice cream. The girl could eat a hundred gallons of ice cream (if you let her) without gaining any weight.

Stella walked over to her closet and picked a white and pink top with a matching mini skirt, and slipped on some matching wedges after. Then, she walked over to her vanity, put a light coat of makeup on, and let down her hair that she put in pony tail just yesterday. Stella watched as her golden locks made its way down her back, and coiled down to her waist. She took a pink flower clip from her drawer and put it on her head, making sure to separate her long locks, and her bangs (which she combed to the side). After adding a few finishing touches to her attire, Stella walked down the stairs to the kitchen, and was greeted by her mother.

"Good morning Stella", greeted her mother who was currently putting some of their kitchen wear in big brown boxes.

"Hi mom" replied Stella as she plopped into her chair by the table and started munching on a bagel. "Did…dad…go to…umph…work?", Stella asked her mother in between her bites.

"Yup", stated her mother, now putting utensils in small containers. "Stella", her mother began, "do you remember when we first moved to Florida?"

"um, yeah, I guess", said Stella, now examining the designs on her pink skirt.

"you were only six, and you kept complaining about how they didn't sell good ice cream here. And then you started tearing up about how you wouldn't be able to see Brandon anymore. I think we took you to about 10 ice cream shops, but you still put up your little rant."

"Yeah", Stella chuckled at the memory. She must admit that ice cream in Gardenia tasted much better than the ice cream they had in Florida. She remembered her parents taking her to multiple ice cream shops, her refusing to taste any of the flavors. She also remembered crying about Brandon. How she would have to eat her ice cream alone. Ya know, all that little kid stuff.

"That was 11 years ago Stella, and think about what it'll be like when we get back!", her mother said as she got up and put some boxes in the corner. "You should probably start packing up now. The movers are coming tomorrow. We're leaving at noon"

"Okay", replied Stella as she walked up the steps…And that's when all her memories came flooding back to her!

AN: hi-ya… I hope you liked the first chapter. Sorry if it was kindoff short. I've been having a serious case of writers block. Anyways… the next chapter will be about Brandon… after that, the chapters will be in the characters perspective! Tell me if you like it so I know if I should keep writing. Any types of suggestions are welcome! I'd really like to know what you think! Review! – snb4evs