Dear E,
What the hell. I tell you that A likes you, and you get all upset because I wad dared to. Then you start telling everyone I'm a big fat liar. AND I'M STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU. You ignored me all day while I was trying to talk to you, then at lunch you only spoke to me to ask for a french-fry in return for a tangerine (which you basically tried to bribe me with). This is exactly what I said, "A___likesyouandIwasdaredtosaythisbye." and then later you start callng me a liar? How is that lying? I mentioned that I was dared -.- Besides, if I didnt accept the dare, I'd have to hug him, and A__ is my enemy. Seriously. I know this may sound immature, but from our so called friendship, I'm basically saying, I'd rather 'apparently lie' to you than have to hug my enemy. Whenever there's a friend that you 'like better than me' I'm suddenly that trash that is starting to smell. Okay then. Not to mention you are so bossy. T,K, and M are better friends than you. I sit with them at lunch because even if I sit next to you, you're turned the other way to talk to your other friends, or you're reading a book so you don't have to notice me. They may not include me that much, but still. And your parents, I know they aren't as sweet as you probably ask them to act around your friends. Your mom obviously doesnt have very much patience and your dad seriously quite lazy. And your sisters, I'm feeling great to let this put, I FRIKKIN HATE THEM! Since when are they smarter than me? I'm three years older than one and a year older than the other. And my parents can shut up about you. OMG YOU HAVE STRAIGHT A grades! Keep in mind you were held back, letting you learn what we learn in all our classes all over again, that and I'm two grade levels ahead of where I should be and you're one behind -.- Just because you spend your spare time at school reading, doesn't make you smarter than me. I read at home, after I finish my homework. I don't work on my homework during my spare time because of how loud our classes are. I don't get in trouble for not having my weekly folder because I get my parents so sign it every MORNING before I leave so I don't forget it. At this point, I don't want to be your friend. My parents are making me because of your 'wonderful grades and flawless records' the only reason they don't know that you were held back is because the principal is your uncle. I have to be on good terms with you because you think I'm an idiot that will believe your "My uncle can expel you for making me mad!" sh**tty excuse! Your uncle would get fired for showing favoritism to his niece and expelling kids because they made her mad. -.-
From,
A very angry,
No longer really your friend
L
Dear T, M, and K,
What is up with you guys? We used to be all tight and K used to be out there, the 'friend' that's 'too cool' for the people that made her cool. She used to be the brat that we didn't like. And then she bonded with you over FRIKKIN DOLLS! And so you had to kick someone out and bring her closer into the circle. You chose me. Of course you chose me. Now I'm always on the outside, every time I open my mouth to suggest something, I'm either interrupted or pushed out of the way by someone. Well then. When did I become K? What did I do? We were so close, then in one conversation, you kicked me out because of dolls -.- Some friends you guys are. Suddenly T is all serious and 'not on the moods for your jokes and puns' but whenever K says something that isn't even funny, you have to laugh right? Who made her the president? And T, to be honest, who made you our leader? Anytime we do something wrong, you always go, "STRIKE ONE, TWO, OR THREE" and move us out father in the line. You never gave me a 'strike' And with strike three, there's always that glare. K always got silent strikes, many MANY extra chances too, and she knew about a ton of things that you guys never told me about. I was a better friend than she ever was. She wanted to be known, I wanted to make you laugh. And you chose her over me because she had ideas to create accessories for dolls -.-
A VERY pissed off,
Barely even your friend,
L_____
Dear rest of my friends,
Thanks for being actual friends and not throwing me away for stupid reasons and realizing that I really can be a true friend if you're one right back to me.
From a very grateful L
by Wicked Witch » Fri Apr 19, 2013 10:55 am 
Broadway needs its prince back!! (If you're not Enjolras for the 14 Mis, heads. will. roll.)
