I hate my life. Alice writes to me in a note.
My life's so hard.
Bullshit, your life is easy compared to mine.
What makes you so sure, Rose-uh-leeeeee?
I just… know.
Yeah. Sure.
If my life's so easy then tell me why I wish it was over 99% of the time?
Alice grabs the note, reads it, mouthing the words to herself. She looks up at me awkwardly. Then she takes the note, turns to her left, and taps Bella on the shoulder.
I sink low in my seat, knowing she's telling her about my note.
A/N: This is short. I'm sorry. Just had to write it.