secret number one.
0001) I want a best friend. You know, someone real. Not Alicia, who's so perfect it makes me want to scream. Not Dylan, who can't spend a day without complaining about how ugly she is when in reality I'd kill for her curves. Not Kristen, who gives up any free time she may have to homework and boys that won't even look at me. And definitely not Claire, simply because she's Claire and I'm Massie and I'll always, always be the bitchy one everyone's afraid of. I want a super-secret-swear best friend, someone who I can tell everything and they'll do the same in return. I want someone who'll comment on my Facebook pictures with stuff like "you're too pretty" not "tone down on the eyeliner, Mass. You look emo."
I want a best friend who cares.