Okay, here is the new and improved ending. It's just like the one before, but with extended scenes, and a different ending. Like, ending ending, get it? Just read. But okay thank you! And please people, review and tell me what you think. It seems no one has and I keep thinking y'all don't like it. Well, enjoy! It was a blast writing this, and having so many people actually read it!

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Undesired.

How long had I been under these covers? What time was it anyways? When you're depressed a lot of stuff seizes to matter in life. Like taking showers. I don't think I've taken one of those in quite awhile. Basic hygiene rules had been broken thats for sure. My own mother stood outside my room to tell me goodbye. That's how bad it had gotten. But did I care? No. Tell them all to go to hell. This girl has a broken heart.

I know I told Karly and my mom that everything was okay, and I wasn't dwelling over anything anymore, but that obviously wasn't the case. Instead of getting better, I had gotten worse. I was actually starting to see things. I could have sworn my lamp was Trey's head this morning. And when I was using the restroom yesterday, I had a small heart attack because I thought I saw Trey inside my shower.

Yeah. Not only was I depressed, but I was insane. Was this how break ups were suppose to be? I read books, and watched movies. This never happened.

I mean, I should hate the guy, right? He lied to me. He lied to me big time. He did exactly what my father did, and he knew about it also! How low can you get? Obviously Trey has a lot of low points.

But what about this other part of me? The one that wants so badly for Trey to show up at my door step and apologize for what he's done. Then, he would explain how he never wanted Britney, only me, and how he's giving her up.

Yeah. Like that would ever happen. Besides, if he showed up at my door step right now, I'd possibly punch him in the face a couple of times. Just to get my frustration out.

I heard my phone ringing, Nazareth blaring how bad love hurts. Yeah, I totally understand now. I threw the covers off of my head, and reached over to grab my phone. I accidentally pushed it off of my table, and I sighed in frustration. I would have to get up.

Or not. I mean, I didn't really want to talk to anyone. But what if it was my mom, and something bad had happened? Ugh!

Reluctantly I pushed the covers off of my body, and stood up. I glanced outside, and then down at my phone, and then back up again.

Trey?! Why was he standing in front of my house? Holding a cellphone to his ear! I grabbed my phone off the floor, and slid it open.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Star!" I heard Trey say. What?

"What are you doing?" I asked, walking towards my window, and opening it up. Trey looked up at me and smiled. My heart almost melted.

"We need to talk." He said. I shook my head.

"No, you need to leave me alone, and get back to that slut of yours," I replied. Trey's smile faltered, till there was nothing left.

"Star, we left things on bad terms. I need to talk to you."

"Why do you even care?" I snapped. Even from all the way up here I could see the hurt on his face. I almost felt bad, but that thought quickly went away. I hated the guy right now!

"Please?" He asked. I shook my head. I couldn't be anywhere near him! And it wasn't because I didn't trust myself not to hurt him. It was because I didn't trust myself not to fall for him all over again. Being near Trey was deadly! He had this charming air about him. All he had to do was smile at me, like earlier, and I was hooked.

"You can talk from here." I said. H walked forward until he was right under my window, never looking away from me. God, this was getting harder by the second.

"I just wanted to say I was sorry. I didn't mean-"

"You didn't mean to what, Trey? You didn't mean for me to find out? Well guess what, I did! I found out about you and your whore! Are you feeling guilty for once in your life? Is that even possible? Guess what Trey, I'm not like the other girls you screwed! I'm not going to just stand here and listen to your apology, and then come running into your arms again! You screwed up, and it's over!" I yelled, sliding my phone, and window down. I even closed the curtains, but I didn't move away from the window. I stood there a few more moments, reliving what just went down.

Well, I guess that was closure enough. Now my mom can take my to London. Far away from that jackass, and his half-ass apologies that don't mean anything.

And yet, there was that other part of me. Almost happy he even tried to apologize. Ready at any second to say, I forgive you, and kiss him till there's no tomorrow.

But that was reality.

When I looked outside again, he wasn't there.

I finally decided to leave my room. I got hungry. My stomach wouldn't stop growling, and it was getting annoying. Who knew starving yourself would drive you mad first.

Mom had made my favorite for dinner. French Fries. Just French fries for me. I guess she was making up for our little fight a few nights ago.

"I, uh, got that closure you were talking about." My mom smiled over at me.

"Oh, and how did it go?" She asked. I shrugged.

"Okay, I guess. He called, tried to say sorry, and I yelled at him. Then he left. The definition of closure." I said. My mom' smiled disappeared.

"Honey-"

"Mom. Please." She shook her head, but closed her mouth. A few minutes of silence followed, while I smacked loudly, chewing on my French fries. I knew my mom wanted to say something, but I don't think she dared right now.

Finally, she put her fork down on her plate, and looked over at me.

"I've been thinking," my mom said. "And I think you were right. Maybe some time in London would do you good." M ears perked up at the sound of London. I couldn't believe it. Was she serious?

"Mom, really?" I asked. She nodded, trying to keep her smile modest. I squealed in delight, and pushed my chair back, as I ran to hug her.

"You leave two days after school's out. And since you're about to be 17 and all, I thought you could go on your own." I was so over joyed right now, and yet scared at the same time. London by myself? How would I be able to handle that?

"Mom, alone? Are you sure that's safe?"

"Well, I did buy an extra ticket. Just in case there was anyone else you wanted to take." She got up and walked over to the island. She dug out two tickets form her purse, and handed them to me. Who else would I bring to London with me? Karly was the only one I could think of. But like hell her parents would ever let Karly go to another country by herself.

"Thanks a lot mom. I'll go and call Karly right away."

"Ohmygod, London?" Karly yelled over the phone. I took the phone away from my ear some, as she continued to scream.

"I know! I was so shocked. I mean, I didn't actually believe my mom was going to let me go, and alone at that."

"When are you leaving? Like, the middle of the summer?" Karly asked.

"No, like two days after school lets out."

"But, that's like a week away, Star. Why so sudden?"

"I don't know, but I don't mind. I need to get out of here. Especially after the whole Trey thing."

"Are you sure? I mean, why not wait a little? See what happens in the near future..." Her voice trailed off. What was she talking about? See what what happens in the near future?

"Karly, quite the whole psychic deal. What's going on?"

"Nothing. I'm just saying. Anything could happen, and you might miss it." I shook my head in frustration.

"I wouldn't care much, Karly. I'd be in London, England."

"Yeah. Hey then, why not go out with me tomorrow night to celebrate you're going away?" Karly suddenly said. Why was she acting so weird? But whatever.

"Okay. Where should I meet you?"

"I'll pick you up." And then she hung up.

I fell back on my bed. I could tell this was going to be another one of those sleepless nights I had been having lately. I would fall asleep, and then wake up crying for some weird reason. I'd then remember I had been dreaming about Trey.

If he was just another boy, or fish in the sea, as they say, and there was going to be so many more, why did it hurt so badly? Why couldn't I get over him? I know it takes time, but shouldn't I at least be making progress by now? I didn't even truely hate him! I mean, I was pissed beyond recognition, but that little box inside me seemed to grow now. And it hadn't lost any of the love.

This was harder than I had ever imagined. Good thing London was so far away.

School had gotten better. There was only about 18 out of every 20 people staring at me now. And people were getting my name right in the rumors at least. No more Scarlett. Oh, and seniors had the last week of school off. Therefore no Trey.

Yeah, school had gotten better.

The bell rang for lunch, and the students piled out of class, nearly running each other over for food. And very bad, school cafeteria food at that. In France, they actually give students two hours for lunch, and they serve them at tables. Like restaurants.

I just thought that was an interesting fact.

I waited outside the math and science building for Karly like usual but for some weird reason she never showed. Where the heck was she? I looked around the kiosk, spotted her sitting at one of the tables.

With Britney.

And Trey.

What the hell? Can you say traitor, backstabbing whore? What was she doing? Why was she talking to them? What was wrong with her? Was she laughing? Were they all laughing together? What?!

I angrily threw my bag over my shoulder, and stalked towards them. Karly looked up just as I was about to reach them, and she smiled. She smiled! Is she waving me over?

"Star, so nice of you to join us!" She said, grabbing hold of my arm, and seating my down next to her. Which put me right next to Trey. Who was sitting next to Britney, with his arm so casually thrown around her shoulders. I glared at Karly, who of course ignored me. What was I doing here? I couldn't sit here. Not with them.

I could feel Trey staring at me, or so I thought, because when I went to look he was staring at Britney with such admiration in his eyes.

"I was just about to say how much I loved Britney's new high lights. The bleach does wonders for her hair," Karly said. What was wrong with her? Why was she praising her? And besides that, why was Britney bleaching her hair? Didn't she know how bad that was for the baby? I knew she would end up making the baby retarded one way or another. Britney just smiled, and then sneered when she looked over at me.

I couldn't take this. My heart was beating to fast. I was getting dizzy. I got up, but Karly placed her hand on my arm.

"And last night, when you won quarters. Wow, you can drink a lot."

"That's my girl," Trey said.

"I know how to handle my alcohol just like my men," she said, looking over at me when she said the men part. Ohmygod, what was wrong with her?

"You do know you're killing your baby?" I said suddenly. Britney's smiled faltered. Karly's jaw dropped.

"Sometimes I forget you're pregnant. Wow. I mean, at those parties. It's like nothing has changed." Something changed in Karly's tone. It seemed darker, more threatning.

"Yeah, I mean, I barely notice. You're stomach hasn't changed at all." Trey added. Something started clicking inside my mind at that point.

"It's like there is no baby to kill," Trey said, his smile gone. He pulled his arm away from around her shoulders, and stood up.

"You're not pregnant," I said. Britney's look turned to worry in a split second.

"No, I uh, just, you know..." But she didn't finish her sentence. People had started gathering around, obviously sensing something was up.

"There was no baby to begin with. You lied to me, and you lied to Star. Why? For your own sadist pleasure? You almost screwed my whole life up!" Trey spit out. He leaned into her, saying every word with equal venom, right into her face. "I almost moved away with you! Married you! Gave you everything, because I thought that was the right thing to do! I lied to someone I truly loved, and betrayed them in the worst possible way for you. Well guess what, you were caught." Britney looked from Trey to me to Karly, and then her look turned deadly. She didn't say anything. Instead, she grabbed her bag, and got up. She looked at all of us again, and I could see her mascara had started to run down her face. She turned away, and started pushing through the crowd that had formed.

So, Britney hadn't been pregnant? She had been lying to Trey to keep him? Was she truly that crazy? This was all just to much to take in.

"I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Star. I hope you didn't think I was betraying you," Karly said, laying her hand on my shoulder. I looked over at her, and saw she sincerity in her eyes. I could never truly think Karly had betrayed me.

I shook my head, and she smiled. And then I looked over at Trey.

"I'm sorry. About everything. I should have told you. Maybe things would have been different." He said. I nodded. That's all I could do. If I said anything I would probably break down and cry. I was so happy. Trey had dumped Britney and called her out in front of the whole school for what she had done. And he had said he really cared about me. But I couldn't do this again. Trey was going off to college, and I was leaving for London. We were both going our separate ways.

I smiled at him one last time before I turned on my heel, and left.

"Karly, I'm so confused." I said. We were at the park, laying underneath one of the big oak trees. The sun was setting, and everything was quieting down. I popped a Whopper in my mouth, and enjoyed the taste of it melting on my tongue.

"About what babe?" She asked. I sighed.

"I don't know what to do about the whole Trey thing." She nodded, and grabbed a handful of Whoppers.

"Well, you have a week to figure it out." She said, putting two in her mouth. I nodded.

"Yeah, I know, but I don't know if I'm going to make the right decision. London is like a one time thing. And Trey won't be here when I get back. He wont even be here if I stay."

"He decided to go to the local college," Karly said. I sat up, and stared at her.

"What?" I almost yelled.

"Yeah. He didn't want to leave Henry, and he knew college anywhere else would do that," she replied. Oh. Well of course it had to do with Henry. That was his baby brother. He needed to be there for him. "And I think there was something about how he wasn't going to leave you again." Karly added. I looked over at her. She was smiling.

"Are you trying to set us up again?" I asked suddenly. She shrugged.

"I'm only helping two lost souls come together." We laughed. "But London is a big deal. I know I'd never pass up a chance to go to London." She wasn't making this decision any easier that's for sure. "But Trey really cares for you. I know he's had his up and downs, and really screwed up last time, but in the end, he chose you. The balls in your court." And I had no idea where to throw the ball to make it go into the basket. I was never good at basketball.

"Uh, I think I should go," Karly said.

"Why?" I asked, and noticed she was staring off behind me. I turned my head to find Trey walking my way. Oh no. "Karly, don't you dare leave me right now!" I growled. She just gave me a sorry look, and grabbed the bag of Whoppers. "You can't take the candy also!" I whined. She shrugged.

"I bought them. Besides, I don't think y'all are going to do much candy eating," She whispered, and then walked away laughing. She could just be the worst best friend in some situations. Like now for instance. I could not be with Trey alone. Yeah, I wanted too, but like I said before, dangerous territory.

I turned around and watched as Trey got closer. He had his hands in his pockets, and he was looking down at the ground. That wasn't his usual posture. He was usually so sure of himself, with his shoulders back, and a smirk on his face.

Was it really that long ago that he used to be like that? I kept remembering the time at school when I was getting ready to go out with Jason, and when I stepped outside Trey was standing there. I smiled, remembering how persistent he was.

"Mind if I sit down?" Trey asked. I looked up at him, and my breath caught in my throat. I had been away from him for so long that I had almost forgotten how gorgeous he was.

"Yeah," I said, nodding my head. I was nodding a little to much. I was nervous. I shouldn't be nervous. Not after everything we had been through.

We sat there in silence for a few moments, and it was one of those good silences, not the awkward ones I hated so much. Didn't I once say I was looking for someone I could share a silence with without awkwardness? Why did Trey have to be so perfect on so many levels?

"I didn't know that Britney was lying. I swear to you. But I should have told you from the start. But then you had to go and tell me about you father, and I just felt so, guilty-"

"So you pitying me?" I asked. I looked over at him, and his eyes grew wide.

"No, I wasn't. I could never pity you, Star. You're to strong for that." Without meaning to, I smiled. He took that for a good sign, so he smiled also. He was sitting closer than I remembered. I could feel the heat from his body, even though it was almost 70 degrees outside.

"Did you ever sleep with her while you were with me?" I asked.

"At the beginning. Before we were officially together." Just like I thought.

"Wasn't enough to have one," I snapped. He shook his head.

"It wasn't like that at all, Star," he said, and his tone made it sounded like he was getting irritated. Good. At least he feels something towards me. I still refused to believe he cared about me.

"Then what was it like, Trey?"

"She meant nothing! She was just like the rest of the girls, even you can't be that dense as to actually believe she was any different. And you were playing hard to get, and sometimes guys don't want that," he said. He was getting angry. His voice kept rising.

"I'm sorry for actually wanting to keep my dignity intact. I'm sorry for not ripping my shirt off at the sight of you. I'm sorry-"

"Will you shut up about being sorry for everything you think I want?" He yelled. I glared at him. Did he really think he could just raise his voice to me after everything he did? I got up, and started walking off. "And will you please stop walking off when you get angry."

"You're an asshole!" I yelled, turning around to face him. He had also gotten up, and was walking over to me.

"Yeah, I know. You tell me that a lot. Am I anything else?" I huffed, and crossed my arms over my chest.

"And you're a bastard, and a liar, and a cheater, and-"

"Every other nasty word out there in the English language? Or how about French, Chinese, Spanish?" I couldn't help myself, before I knew it my hand was flying through the air, and across his face. We both stood there, stunned. It was almost like the night at Borders, except this time I wasn't going to laugh.

"Make you feel better?" He asked, his hand cupping his cheek.

"No. I'd like to punch you in the face, but I have control. Unlike some people," I snapped.

"Star, we aren't getting anywhere with this fighting! Can you please be quiet and just listen to me?" He pleaded.

"No-" I tried saying, except Trey covered my mouth with his hand, and he stepped forward until his nose was almost touching mine.

"You are so stubborn," he whispered, as he removed his hand, and laid his lips on mine. It was a deep kiss, everything I expected from a makeup kiss. Or maybe it was a closure kiss. I had no clue where we were going after this.

When he finally pulled away, my eyes were closed, and I was breathless.

"Why do you do that?" I whispered.

"Do what?" he asked. His hand was cupping my cheek, and I leaned more into it.

"That. The kiss. Why do you do it so well?" He laughed, and I opened my eyes. I let myself smile, and I finally let go of the last strip of anger I had. But there was just one more matter at hand.

"What about London, Trey?" I asked. "What about us?" He let my cheek go, and stepped back. Wow, that one move told me a whole lot.

"I don't know. Maybe there shouldn't be an us." I could feel the tears forming at the corner of my eyes.

"Why?" I asked, my voice as calm as I could keep it.

"London is a big deal Star. And I have college-"

"But Karly told me you were going to local college for Henry."

"My grandma lives up in California, and she said she would watch Henry for me while I went to school." I dropped my head, and folded my arms over my chest. I wouldn't cry, not here, not now. Not it front of him. I have to talk about something else.

"Well, that reminds me, who's been taking care of Henry the whole time?"

"My next door neighbor. She's a widow, and has three kids of herself. She said it's a pleasure having someone take up her time, and fill the silence since her kids moved out." I nodded, looking everywhere but at him.

"I'm going to London." I said finally. I glanced at him, and he was nodding. but I could see one small tear slip down his cheek.

"It's best we just go our separate ways. We're still young, and hey, maybe one day we'll meet again," he said, smiling. I smiled though my tears.

"Yeah, maybe one day." Trey put his arms around me, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I started crying. Full out crying with snot in the nose, and buckets of tears. He stroked my hair, and kept making shushing noises, like I was a baby. Maybe I was right now. I felt so vulnerable, lost, and lonely. But he was right. We were young, and we had lives to lead. Without each other.

The week went by faster than I had expected. And the night before I was leaving came even faster. I sat on my bed, double checking everything. Just like with Beta Convention.

"Ohmygoodness, Mom!" I squealed. "It's really happening. I'm going to London." She smiled over at me, while she folded another one of my shirts and put it in the suitcase.

"Just be careful. And safe. And don't go to any strange boy's house alone. I'm really trusting you here. This is a big deal," she said. I nodded.

"I understand mom. I just hope it's everything I've ever expected and more."

"When I went it was like a dream. I even met a couple of cute boys."

"Mom. Eww. I don't want to know about your wild love affairs with foreign men." We both laughed.

This was it. Tomorrow morning I was going to be on a 12 hour flight to London, England for a full two months. This was a really big deal for me. My stomach was in knots at the very thought of leaving the country without my mom.

"I'm going to miss you so much. The house is going to be so quiet without you," my mom said, as she started crying. I wrapped my arms around her.

"Mom, it's okay. I'll be back before you know it." She nodded, and smiled up at me.

"Okay, you better call me at least three times a day to tell me everything you've done!" Karly said, while holding on to me tight. I laughed, and nodded.

"Don't worry. I'm going to need somebody to talk to."

"Just make sure you don't make any new best friends in London. I'm not that hard to replace."

"I know. I wouldn't dream of it."

We were standing in front of the gate. In just a few minutes now I'd be flying away. Far away, just like I wanted.

My mom was next in line. Karly moved out of the way, and my mom appeared, tears in her eyes.

"I better not have a huge phone bill from you two," my mom said, and we all laughed. I could feel myself starting to cry also. I had never been away from my mom for more than a night. This was a huge deal.

"But you better call me once a day. Preferably before you go to bed so I know you survived the night," she said. I laughed, and wiped away the tears that had started to fall down my cheeks. My mom grabbed me, and pulled me into a big bear hug. She let me go, and I heard them say my flight was boarding.

"I love you all. Like I said, I'll be back before you know it." I started walking up to the gate, and that's when I heard yelling down the hallway. It sounded like it was name also. I pushed past the people in line, and went into the hallway to see. Then, to my own surprise, I saw Trey running towards me.

"Trey?" I said. He smiled when he saw me, and slowed down until he was doubled over in front of me, trying to catch his breath.

"Starlett, I need to tell you something before you leave," he said. He straightened up, and his hand went behind my neck, and his other around my waist. He pulled me towards him, and leaned in.

"I love you," he said, and then he kissed me. I felt my eyes flutter shut, and my arms went around his neck.

He pulled away, and our foreheads leaned against each other.

"I was wrong. I don't want to go to California. I want to stay here, and wait for you. Because I want you, Star. I've always wanted you. From the first moment I laid my eyes on you. So, when you get back, if you still want, I'll be here. Waiting for you." I was so shocked, and surprised by what he just told me. He wasn't going to California to be with me?

"But Trey. That's where you want to go to school. You can't give up that up for me," I said. He shook his head.

"I'll learn the same things at a local college here, and for cheaper prices." We laughed. But was this what I wanted? To come home to someone? That would mean so much responsibility while I was away at London. And I couldn't trust myself not to do anything.

"Trey, I'm not sure I want to be tied down while I'm in another country, an ocean away," I said. I had actually done a lot of thinking after that big talk with Trey, and he was right.

He looked hurt for a second, but then his face changed, and he was smiling.

"It's fine. I don't care what you do over at London, well I do, some, but just as long as when you get home I'm the only guy you want," he said. I nodded, placing my hands on either side of his face.

"The only one I want," I whispered, before kissing him. I could hear people clapping, and cheering around me. Ha! Just like movies. But I guess I finally got my movie romance I always wanted.

I guess this is where I say something insightful about my whole journey through first love, and keeping it, but really, I don't. I just learned to forgive. My father didn't get to hear it before he died. He went to the grave thinking I was still mad at him for what he had done, and I just felt like I had a chance to change everything. It was almost like Trey came into my life for that one purpose, but stayed for a even bigger one.

Love.

Dear Dad,

How do I start this thing out? Should I explain to you how mad I was? How every night after you left I stayed up crying my eyes out? How much it hurt to watch mom close herself off to me little by little? Or do I explain about the good times we shared? Waking up early on sunday mornings to make pancakes? Or waiting with me every morning for the bus until I thought I was to old, and didn't need you anymore? Or do I explain how I've learned to finally forgive you? It took one extraordinary boy to show me this dad, and I'm sure you'd love him. He did exactly what you did, and in the end, I had time to forgive him. But I never had time to tell you that. You died before I got the chance. So, I guess that's why I'm writing this letter. To finally tell you that. That one little thing you never got hear. I hate what you did to me and mom, but I'll always love you. You're my daddy. The only dad I'll ever want. And I forgive you. For everything. And I hope you're happy where ever you are. And I hope I get to see you again some day.

Love,

Star