So, my dad's pissed. My grades dropped a bit. Although, he's not banning me from the com.

Thank god, right? So, here's a story.

I think it's god but you guys are the judge.

Soo... read!

Disclaimer: Same as before, none is mine.

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Hate is a strong word, right?

Well, supposedly.

Like if I say I hate my mom. I shouldn't say that, right?

Becuase it's a strong word and hard to take back.

Well, here's what I have to say.

I hate Shane Gray and Nate Black.

And no, not like "I hate you. You're such a jerk!" type of hate.

Like, I want them to die an unimaginable death that involves torture and embarassment.

It all started in 5rd grade.

Me, Nate, Shane and Mitchie were all best friends.

One Day, Tess Tyler comes up to our lunch table. "What do you want, boogerbrain?" Mitchie said to her, sneering.

Tess flipped her blnode hair and the two young boys visibly sighed dreamily. "Nate, Shane, you two are sitting with losers, come sit with me." She grinned when the two boys got up. I stood up, hurt.

"Nate, what are you doing?" He rolled his eyes. "Going away from you."Mitchie4 gasped. "I thought we were friends." Shane shrugged. "Tess is popular." I gasped quietly, tears forming in my eyes. Tess smirked.

"Loser. That's why they never even liked you." I pushed Tess down to the floor, punching her senseless.

Ever since, they've been best friends. Mitchie and I are best friends with their brother, Jason and a bunch of others.

So do you get my point?

They're assholes and they just ditched me and Mitchie.

So we just hate each other.

I woke up, wiping my eyes as I stood up,

"Great, senior year." I murmured, stepping into the shower.

I jumped out, wrapping a towel around me.

I put on a Skelanimals Explode Tee and a pair of black ripped skinny jeans.

I teased my hair a bit, putting on a small amount of makeup on.

My pink checkerboard vans slipped comfortably on my feet.

I ran down my stairs and hugged my mother and sat at the dining room table. "Hey Caity, how many pancakes?" My mother asked, smiling at me. I shrugged, a grin on my face. "Four?" Not more than two seconds later, Mitchie rode in on her skateboard.

"Hey Mrs. G! Hey Cait." She stopped at the table and sat down, grinning. Her outfit was a red tee that had the Beatles faces on it and a pair of black skinny jeans. Her shoes were dark blue converses.

Her hair was straightened and she had blue eyeliner on and pink lip gloss on. My mother glanced at us and sighed. "You two have the weirdest fashion."

I chuckled and ate my pancakes quickly. Mitchie had already ate at her house so she was sitting peacefully, talking with my mother.

"What ever happened to those nice boys Nate and Shane?" She asked loudly and I stopped eating. I frowned, rage visible in my eyes. Mitchie just looked down, rage in her eyes.

"You tell me." I angrily put my plate in the sink and grabbed my bookbag. She looked confused.

"What do you mean?" What do I mean?! They ditched me! They wanted to be popular. They're just assholes.

"They just changed." Me and Mitchie ran out the house and she glanced at my Honda Civic Coupe.

"Your parents are awesome." I grinned. "Not really."

She scoffed as I drove away from my house. "So how about Jake Grayson?" I blushed, avoiding her eyes.

"What about him?" Oh my gosh, he's hot.

"I see you two kissing." I smile at her and she squeals. "You guys are official?" I nodded.

"He asked me last night at the Skate Park." She laughed. "He's hot." No duh.

"No duh." She frowned and I made a turn. "He's best friends with Nate." I nodded.

"Yeah, I know." She shrugged and left it at that. I parked at the high school and she hopped out first, twirling around. I giggled and twirled with her.

"OH MY GOSH, CAITY! MITCHIE!" Jason's voice rang throughout the parking lot and I looked over to see him parking his car with his brother, Shane, and Nate, their friend, in it. I smiled and waved at him.

He grinned and I ran over to him, hugging him tightly. "Hey Jasey!" Mitchie joined in on the hug and he sighed. "GROUP HUG!" He yelled, joking. I laughed and pulled away, straightening my tie.

Nate walked up to us, a smirk on his face. "Losers." I frowned and glared at him. "Asshole." He rolled his eyes. Shane walked up to us, with a girl different from Jake's party last night. "Hey nerds." I rolled my eyes while Mitchie replied, "Hey manwhore."

"At least I have friends." I scoffed. "You call those friends? They're friends when you're not an asshole." He opened his mouth to say something but stopped and didn't.

"Thought so." I walked past him, bumping his shoulder harshly. He glared at us and walked off. Mitchie grinned. "Nice." She highfived me and Jason hugged me..again. He's a hugger, what else can I say?

"Just living proof that the camera's lying and oh oh open wide

This is your night so smile!"

Mitchie and I began to sing Fences by Paramore and Jason just laughed. We stopped as the bell rang signaling that we should go in.

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I walked into school, Shane by my side. "Nate, where's your girlfriend?" He asked, the girl around him completely silent.

I shrugged, not looking at him. As if no cue, Tess walked up to me. She kissed me passionately and smiled at me.

I smiled too. I wrapped my arm around her and she sighed. "Like my outfit?" I pulled away from her to look at the said outfit. Her outfit consisted of a blue halter top that was Hollister, a skirt that was layered and white, and white Hollister sandals. her hair was curly and in layers.

I grinned. "Love it." She squealed in delight and pecked me softly on the lips. I glanced around my locker and everyone around us were looking.

Except Caitlyn and Mitchie. They acted like me and Shane didn't exist.

Caitlyn walked to her locker which was next to Jake's which was next to mine.

Speaking of Jake, where is that guy? No more than 3 seconds, Jake walked up to his locker, saying a brief hi to me. I frowned as he kissed Caitlyn on the cheek.

But... Why am I mad? Not like I love her or anything.

Right?