I see that look in your eye.
What is it?
Did I say something wrong?
Do You not believe me?
Why do you look at me like that?
PLEASE tell me, I need to know
Why are you so harsh and mean to me.
Then you turn around and smile.
You lie.
I can tell by your eyes.
You lie.
I can't believe a word you say anymore.
You lie.
You say you are going to a kickass party this weekend.
But I know that you are not, you only say that for Tumblebrutus.
You loved him.
You lied for him.
You said that you did drugs and drank liquor.
Remember when we found my brother's stash?
And you didn't know how to hit the joint?
That's how I know you are lying to me.
Why do I get the urge to yank out your vocal chords.
You tell my biggest secrets to everyone
" Rumpelteazer is in love with Mungojerrie."
Or
" Rumpelteazer let Admetus put his paw down her shirt on the bus. And gave her a motorboat.."
Those were secrets you pinky promised me, Electra.
I stare at you in the eye, You stare back.
I don't know what to do.
I smile a fake smile.
" Unless I get my gastric bypass, Why I be skinny, But in the meantime.."
You cut me off- My eyes are huge. My heart beats.
" Please stop, It was funny once now it is annoying."
My soul is crushed. That was our thing. WE used to say that all the time.
You changed.
What happened?
I know you broke up with Tumblebrutus.
You were too clingy.
I talked about you behind your back.
You talked about me behind my back.
But we have the nerve to still talk to each other as if nothing happened.
We're still friends.
But sometimes I hate you for what you did to me.
You went out with Mungojerrie, the tom I loved.
You try smashing other cat's relationships.
You broke up with Mungojerrie.
That night I took a big breath in.
The knot in my stomach untangled.
The next day, you were depressed. I felt so bad for you.
I give Mungojerrie a hug instead of you.
You stare at me. I feel your eyes burning.
We sit by each other in art class.
" I might be getting back together with Tumble."
I almost choke on my spit.
You were too clingy.
The weeks pass.
My fakeness becomes less obvious.
We are talking in art then you say
" I want to get back together with Randy."
You want to get back with your ex?
The one that supposedly almost punched you in the face.
I am shocked.
I hear Tumblebrutus mutter " Thank you, God!"
We become friends again.
Until word gets out.
It's my big secret.
Admetus put his paw down my shirt.
You pinky promised
" I didn't tell nobody!"
You lie.
I only told you. And only you.
Soon the secret spreads around.
It changes from " Admetus put his paw down my shirt" to
" I gave Admetus a hand job on the bus."
You giggle when someone asks me for the details.
I want to rip your toenails out..
We don't talk to each other for days.
I miss you though.
Do you miss me?
I go up to you and talk.
You complain that your ankle hurts or you have a headache.
I roll my eyes.
I want to yell " You are a big baby! How about having a so called best friend tell your deepest secret."
I bring it up.
" I didn't tell no one I swear!"
That look is in your eyes again.
Your eyes give it away.
You have to remember, I'm your best friend I know everything about you.
I know when your lying.
When your happy.
When you are sad.
Everything.
" It was a secret!" I almost yell.
" Don't hide it. Everyone knows about it. Even the teachers."
I gasp.
Everyone knows my secret.
The secret of the eighth grader putting his paws down my shirt.
And I didn't stop him.
In fact, I said " Okay."
Everyone knows my secret.
And it is all her fault.
I remain silent the rest of the hour.
I try to ignore you.
The days pass.
We are sitting by each other in the eighth grade play.
I can't help myself
I miss you too much.
I put my paw on your back.
I pray for your acceptance.
You smile at me.
A real smile.
Not a fake smile.
I look into your eyes.
They don't look like they do when you lie.
We are friends again, right?
I forgive you.
The school year is almost over.
Will our friendship last until the next school year?
What if we are in different classes?
I don't want to forget you.
I want to always be with you.
I pray every night that we are in the same class next year.
My eyes are often red from crying too much over you.
From me being mad.
To me being sad.
And the chance of us split apart.
You are my best friend, Electra.
No matter what you say or do to me.
