Bella Swan Friends Novels & Stories

Second drawer of the dresser," Devon called after her. Bella climbed the stairs quickly, her mind still replaying that moment, eyes meeting, fingers touching, nothing and everything all at once. She was being ridiculous. Devon was Marcus's best friend. He was here to help. The fact that he was attractive didn't mean anything. She'd always known he was attractive. She'd thought the same thing at their wedding when he'd given his best man speech. But you weren't starving then. The thought came unbidden, and Bella shoved it away as she reached the second floor. The

"I didn't think that either." After Bella set up everything, I looked around the room. I saw that all the posters of Kevin were gone. I realized before leaving Stella, she took them with her. Bella made me sit on her bed and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Bella Lee. I am currently in my senior year. And no, I am not Kevin's girlfriend, I have a boyfriend. But yes, I am Kevin Kingston and Trevor Kingston's friend." I raised my brows. "You are both of their friends?"

Bella hesitated, poking at her salad, “you’re kind of...the popular girl now. And well, not everyone likes me. Or you, for that matter.” Brielle tilted her head in amusement. “Bella, what are you talking about? I like you. That’s all that matters to me. You’re real, and you’re kind. And frankly, I don’t care what the others think of our duo.” Bella’s face lit up. “Thanks. That means more than you know.” Brielle smiled and added, “Plus, my best friend is named Ella. You’re Bella. Ella with a B. I think this is fate. Who am I to mess with it?”

I asked my friend. Pietra usually has a sense of humor and patience that I only see in my grandfather, but I know that today, if she could, she would hit me with a chair. As a good friend, she just rolls her eyes and hands me the program for the performance. With the program in my hands, I study the schedule for the evening. It will be a performance of Swan Lake, and she will be in every act, as she is the lead character. The theater lights dim, and I begin to look at all the boxes closest to the stage. I notice that in the first box, her mother is smiling and waving to someone in the audience.

she said, and now things were getting even more confusing. "Maybe God punished me too," she said, and Evan looked at her. "Baby, it's all over; you should forget about it; it's…" Before he can say anything else, Bella says, "It happened yesterday, Evan. How can I forget it so easily?" Evan looks at her, confused. "Yesterday," he whispers. Jason was also looking at them with surprise, and then Evelyn and Jackson came there. They both looked at Evan and Bella and smiled. Bella's gaze fell upon them, and she asked Evan, "Are they your new friends, Evan?" Evan is now worried about her behavior; did she forget that they are her friends and not his?

Lauren snarled at Ariana who hissed in return. I raised my brow. "Friend?" I found myself asking. "Oh, come on." She pulled my arm into hers. "We're friends now, aren't we? Remember we helped stop Aiden's wolf the other time. We became friends since then." She grinned. "Yeah, I don't know." I slowly removed her hand. "You've always bullied me, why should I be your friend now?" I asked with a frown. Ariana snorted, and put her arms into mine instead.

I am also like you dear , my name is Jade and I can help you get revenge against Barbie and that old lady if you interested let meet at the cafe shop down your street Ophelia smirked wickedly as she messaged Jade back. Sure let meet up "I will make your life a living hell Barbie " she mumbled with a dark smirk. < FEW DAYS LATER ~ Mark's MANSION > Swan was discharged some days ago , she had healed quickly and was now playing around the living room with her brother Steve , they were drawing. Both brother and sister really had the talent for drawing , at the age of five they could draw something a ten years old child couldn't.

Katie flung her hair back. “Seriously. How can you girls be friends with her? She’s an imposter. A Bella Swan. Someone who will never belong.” She lowered her voice to a vicious whisper. “Freak.” I was angry and curious, but my friends shoved me back into the dressing room. Lucy pulled off the dress, tossing it aside and grabbed another beautiful, dark blue dress with a mermaid bottom. It was tight and hugged my curves. I shimmied into it.

I did not push, and that worked for us. Sounds simple enough. Except it's not. Ian Memmer, her best friend, had been in love with her since the dawn of time. Everyone knew but her. And two weeks ago, while we were all on our annual Seasmoke trip, she realized that fact. Thus, my proposal. Today was the day I found out her answer.