“Bella, come on!” My mother shouted. “Coming.” I said, bored of going to school. When I got downstairs, I put on my shoes and got on the bus.

~Later

“Hey, Bel! How’s it goin’?” Jasper said, walking next to me in the hall. I turned towards him, startled. “Oh, good. I have to get to class now.” I said as I hurried in ahead of him.

“Bel, is something wrong?” He asked me after school because we walk together home. Even though I take the bus to school, I walk home with Jasper. “No, I’m fine.” I said a *little* too quick. Of course he noticed it. “What is it.” He said in a tone that I couldn’t escape.

“I… My mom is just nagging me about my grades.”

“What are your grades? How bad could they be?”

“B’s and C’s. She wants A’s. A+‘s best, A-‘s worst.”

“Oh, Bel. It’s alright.”

“But she doesn’t see it that way.”

~Later

“BELLADONNA MARIE LEA SMITH! GET DOWN HERE.” Her mom shouted. Oh no, I thought. I reluctantly walked down the stairs to meet my mother’s furious face. “You have a D+. I WANT A’S. Not D’s.”

“Mom, I can explain-“

“Okay then, explain.”

So I explained what happened about my grades. Her gaze softened a little. “Alrighty, then. But you should still work on getting that D into a C or B or even better, and A.

~Later

“Bel, you seem… Happier.”

“Yeah, I told my mom what happened and it’s all good.”

“Good!” He said before he hugged me.

Then he tutored me.

Then I got all A’s.

Then me and my mom were closer.

Then me and Jasper were closer than ever.

Then we were torn apart.

Then I went to college.

Then we met again.

Then I got a house.

Then I got him back.

Then life went on.

Life goes on.

And on…

And on…

And on.