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I have changed *Jealousy Without Reason* and here is the finished copy! I know it's not good, as i've said, it's not my prefered writing topic lol

The Necklace


Simply brushing past some girls that were wearing the obvious uniform brought back all the painful memories of Westworth School. I looked back at the fear, self consciousness and loneliness of those four long years. I was the loser in the class, the one everyone ignored, teased and bullied. There had been no one to run to except my overly busy mother who as usual was no help what so ever. I smiled to myself and thought about how everything had changed on that first day at Maxwell High School. I’ had the greatest best friend anyone could ask for and my very first boyfriend, Chris.
As I strolled out of the midday movie holding onto Chris’s arm I grinned at him and was about to laugh at a joke he made but something caught my eye: the logo on the back of Bella’s top. I remembered that sunny day when we had identical t-shirts especially made. Of course I automatically started heading over to her but stopped only a second later when I saw what she was holding. She wasn’t alone and I had no idea who the other girl was. I put two and two together and felt my blood boil, my whole body seemed to sink to the floor. I turned away because I couldn’t bear to look at her. I mumbled a very poor excuse to Chris and sloped away from him, I needed to be alone, I didn’t want to break down in front of him.

I feel awful. My head hurts, my body aches from keeping myself together and my eyes are stinging from the many sessions of crying into my pillow. I’m avoiding my very few other friends, I can’t face their sympathy, I wan to be alone in my grief. Again. All those emotions and feelings from Westwood are flooding back over me and I don’t know if I can control them. I could collapse and drown myself in tears any minute, any second. The tiniest, simplest thing could set me off and to be honest, I might never stop. I have a constant headache and the smallest sound sends pain throughout my entire body. My head feels like sandpaper.

I wouldn’t speak to Bella for the next few days: if she called I hung up; and if she came round to my house I refused to even open the door. I wasn’t being cruel, she had practically broken my heart. She knew all about how I had been treated at Westworth yet she had done the same thing but having let me get closer to her so it hurts far, far more. I couldn’t help but cry my heart out every night and couldn’t stop myself thinking about what a pathetic girl I was. Bella kept trying to talk to me at school but I just turned away, not wanting to hear or even look at her. I knew that if I did I’d simply forgive her and I wouldn’t let myself be that desperate. So I just floated around the whole time, not really sure what to do with myself and falling deeper and deeper into a hole that I hadn’t realised I had dug myself.

Saturday was my birthday, however, it didn’t feel like one, I stayed in bed for most of the day too depressed to even open my presents. But at about two o’clock I got up, dressed and went downstairs to find something to eat. I was amazed to find my mother in the kitchen.
“Mum?” I was so shocked to see her that I jumped as I opened the door. She should’ve left at ten and come back at six, that was her usual Saturday.
“Happy birthday Jas!” She smiled as she came over to kiss my head, “I would’ve come up earlier but I didn’t want to bother you”. And that was it, she went back to making herself a sandwich.

After opening my presents without any real enthusiasm, I decided to give up on trying to enjoy myself and collapsed in front of the TV. There wasn’t anything good on so I watched a film but at about 5 o’clock my mum came in and switched it off.
“Put on your shoes Jas, we’re going out.” I almost fell off the sofa at this news and I must’ve shown this in my face because she took my hand and tugged me up onto my feet.
“Come on!” she pulled me into the hallway and passed me my uggs.
“Do we have to?” I asked, my shoulders drooping.
“Yes, it’s your birthday”
“But I don’t want to,” I exclaimed turning away. She yanked me back.
“Stop arguing and let’s go!” She pushed me out the door, locked it behind her and steered me down the drive to the car. I dragged my feet as I walked; this wasn’t going to be fun and I was so not in the mood.

We’d been in the car for about 15 minutes when she pulled up outside my local gym.
“What are we doing here?” I asked as I looked out the window at the shining white building.
“You’ll see, come on.” She got out the car and I had no choice but to follow her.
We went around the side of the gym and in the back door and as I stumbled into the dark room, a sudden light (which nearly blinded me) was turned on. A large crowd of people from my school screamed “Surprise!” at me; Bella was at the front of the crowd and behind her was Chris. He looked very excited. I looked around the room at the decorations, people, food and presents. My eyebrows were practically in my hair and my mouth was slightly open, I couldn’t believe it.
At that moment Bella rushed at me and held up a little blue velvet box, I didn’t look at her as I lifted the lid. A necklace, no, THE necklace was lying neatly inside it, the letters BFF shined in the bright lights.
“I found it with Jen, my cousin!” Bella exclaimed excitedly. That was all the explanation I needed. My eyes shot up to Bella’s face and started filling with tears, I hugged her very hard and grinned until my face ached. I would not misjudge her again and would never allow myself to feel so awful, especially for no apparent reason.