Hey guys! I'm back! *dodges flaming arrows and pitchforks*
SO I'm really sorry I haven't updated since...before my birthday (which was in November)... I'm a terrible person aren't I?
So my friend had reminded me about my fan fiction earlier, and I thought I owed you a bit of an explanation.
So I had half of the chapter written and then my laptop shut down...not saving the progress I had. Then, I had about seven tests in one week and I was VERY stressed, and basically forgot how to do anything that was not school related, breathing, or eating. Then we get to December. We had winter vacation; I should've had all the time in the world, right? Well I didn't. I had to help my grandmother move...not once but twice (that's right she moved twice over winter vacation), and then I was readingGone with the Wind for English extra credit (I was basically reading day and night 24/7). My family came over for Christmas leaving just enough time to have some time to relax and read some books (I ended up reading three books in the Percy Jackson series). Now we're at January. School start back up again and it's like I was hit with a pile of bricks. Math becomes like a bazillion times harder (although my grade stayed at a B thank god) and I was happy I hadn't gotten the flu or gotten sick. Then my mom got pneumonia, my little brother got a cold, my dad got sick. My sister and I were the only people not sick in the house. Then IT happened. Everybody else in the house had gotten better, but I had suddenly got sick. My mom took me to the doctor's yadda yadda yadda. Basically what I had almost could have gotten pneumonia. I had to miss three days of school which had momentarily brought my math and English grade down to C's. (Don't worry it's taken care of now it's back to the normal B's). Now we're at February. I had suddenly gotten extremely addicted to Tumblr, since I had made one back in November, and my...interest (*cough* addiction *cough*) to a certain boy band (*cough One Direction cough*). This is also about the time when my friend in my elective class had me writing a One Direction fanfiction *shameful self promotion*. All the meanwhile my friend and I had decided we didn't want to hang out with one of our friends (Now referred to as Bitch).
In short, Bitch was just using us. Bitch was a lovely person when I met her. We became friends (but I was also the new girl, so my judgment is probably bad). I had begun to notice that whenever I would say I liked something that Bitch would say she liked it too. Someone asked me what my favorite food and color were; I had said spaghetti and blue. You can guess what Bitch had said. Skip to the next year. Skip about halfway through the year, and I meet my current best friend. One day my friend (we'll call her K) and I were talking about bagels. She had said her favorite type of bagel was an onion one. I replied saying that happened to be my dad's favorite. Bitch hopped into the conversation and said "oh my favorite bagel is onion too". Me, being very curious as to what she would say, had said "oh, but I don't care for them too much, I like the plain ones." What does Bitch say? "Oh I meant to say that those were my dad's favorite too... I hate onion bagels". Now, the previous year I had told her that I found it irritating when she had been copying me. I mean, I have an unoriginal name, and blonde hair. Not to mention I'm around average height. The last thing I needed was someone trying to copy my personality, because that was the one thing unique about me. Anyways all through that year and this year Bitch and my three other friends had gone out to the mall and stuff (Bitch happened to see The Hunger Games three times in theaters...I mean I can get maybe twice but three times? last year the economy wasn't in the best place, not to mention her parents aren't all to rich, and you're going to waste money on seeing a movie...three times?) and coincidentally every time (except for the movies) she didn't have money with her. So my friend (we can call her 'Ray') had to pay for her all those times. Every time they went to the mall "Oh, Ray! I just have to get this shirt but I don't have any money!" We were Bitch's personal source for money. Ray and I were also under the impression that she was using us to climb up the popularity tree, but too bad for her we aren't all too popular.
So Ray and I started discussing stuff. We talked about how she was using us, and how she was pissing us off. We vented to each other. Then one weekend Ray had had enough and had basically told Bitch that she had put up with her and the fact that she was just using us. You want to know what Bitch had said? Something along the lines of "Oh I was going to pay you back"...Yeah right. So after about thirty minutes of Ray sticking her ground and Bitch being all wishy washy, by saying stuff like 'well the way you dress is dorky' 'I never said you dressed dorkily'. Bitch had finally stated something along the lines of 'fine I never want to talk to you again, I could care less if you were my friend'. Ray had texted her saying "FINALLY! " only to have Bitch text her back not a minute later saying 'Im so sorry can we be friends again?'. As this was happening K (thought she wouldn't pop up would ya?) and I had received texts from Bitch. Bitch had claimed that she had seen the light, and realized what a bitch she had been and she was sorry. Except a lot less touchy. It was more along the lines of 'Srry I such bad friend,I srry.' And on top of that she sent K and I the exact same text. Nothing says 'I still want to be friends' like an unemotional text message.
Ray had screenshotted their conversation and had forwarded it to me. the next day I couldn't handle it anymore. (and my side of the convo. will be more exact seeing as I still have the conversation)
Bitch: Hey I just kinda guessed ur IPOD texting thing but if I was ever a bad friend to you
Bitch: Im sorry about all those fights weve had in those past years we were friends and everything if I treated u like crap im sorry
Me: I've already decided who I'm hanging out with; anything you or 'Ray' text me will not persuade me to change my mind
Bitch: no I just wanted you to know
Bitch:How are we even gna know
Me: Well who I hang out with on Monday is who I side with and who I don't is who I don't side with
Bitch:But why are u siding anyways plus I know who ur gna chose anyways
Me: Because I feel that one of you is right and one of you is wrong
Bitch: With what happened today 'Ray' told u her side of the story cant I tell u mine
Me (At this point I'm getting pissed as you might tell; when I get pissed I get serious, and use proper grammar/ spelling and such, I also use one word answers): Fine
Bitch (this ones long she decided to tell me a sob story): I know I was a horrible friend to her about borrowing money not being the best tutor (Because she was tutoring Ray's younger brother…..and let's just say the dullest tool in the shed is smarter than Bitch) or being sarcastic I know now that I shouldn't have been sarcastic (around this point I was thinking ' your sarcasm wasn't the problem you bitch') to her about that idea I just thought it would make people think of Asb as a selfish group of people (that's not how she worded it to Ray…. not even remotely close) and I know about the money im trying to pay her back every penny I owe her because I feel bad and that I shouldn't have done it and about the tutoring thing I thought I was doing good because mason (Ray's brother) said he got it and he did homework before he came over I would just go over it and make sure it was good but I didn't know it was wrong (around here I was thinking 'do you need to go back to third grade?' Since Ray's brother is in the 3rd grade….. and we are above the seventh grade) and I feel bad about today ( because you were confronted on your bitchiness? ….Bitch) I didn't know I was a horrible friend to her until she told me and it made me feel bad inside (you mean guilty?) plus I lost her already and I have a feeling im going to loose you too even thought (wrong one god….maybe you do need to go back to the 3rd grade) ive known you sense the (god it's since and Im blanking out the grade) grade and I know I shouldn't have told her what to wear and what not to wearbut she didn't need to listen to me ( um you practically forced us to listen to you, you little fucker) and I know it was wrong of me to do that too I shouldn't have tried to change her look or anything
Bitch: Sorry for the long message (I'm sorry for the fact in that entire thing there's no period or anything.)
Me: Hrm, I need some time to think it over…. I might change who I'm hanging out with I might not ( I wasn't gonna change my mind I just wanted her to stop texting me)
Bitch: Okay and I tried to apologize to her a lot (HA) today but she didn't want to accept (you meant she didn't want to be your little servant anymore) plus I would hate to loose (by any chance do you mean Lose?) you too after all weve been through
Bitch: Can I also say something else
Me: Go ahead
Bitch: I miss how me and u (oh god the horrors of improper grammar) never hang out anymore im not saying this so u can choose me cuz I want u too on ur own but we never hang anymore and we barely talk anymore at school (cause you're a cruel, heartless bitch) and I miss it
Bitch (about the next day): Hi
Bitch: *sent me a pretty funny Harry potter picture, but I'm sure she didn't get any of it seeing as she's never read the books, or paid attention to the movies*
Me (roughly around six hours later when I suddenly found my courage): If you've been saying stuff about 'Ray' behind her back, what have you been saying about me, huh?
Bitch: Actually Im not saying anything im only talking to ( this was another girl with the same name as me, except she one grade below ours) about this and how ur choosing that's it (Lies…Lies bitch)
Me: Well if you've said stuff about 'Ray' behind her back before, what would make me so different huh?
Bitch: I never said you were and I already know who u choose nice friendship with ya and like I said that ur choosing that's alli said
Me (I was getting pissed as you might be able to tell): Likewise, but I honestly doubt you haven't said anything about me behind my back, you talked about 'Ray' before this whole thing, what would make me so different to where you wouldn't say anything about me?
Bitch: I didn't say any anything at all behind her back (Lies) or yours (More lies) okay and if I did say what u think I did ( wow according to the message thing it took you a whole half hour to think of that one, bet you feel proud of yourself huh?)
Me: I don't know what you could've said behind my back, 'Ray' told me, and sent me a picture of you saying you've said stuff behind her back I want to know if you've ever said anything about me
Bitch: No I didn't (Lies) and what did I say about her then tell me
ME: That her clothes were tacky and that she shouldn't be wearing stuff like that, but honestly I like her clothing choice ( and I'm dead serious here, if bitch had dressed her Ray would be wearing slutty outfits)
bitch: I never even said that behind her back and I never said her clothing choice was tacky she asked me did u think that it was and I said no (more lies)
Me: Point A *I sent a screenshot sent by Ray where bitch had said she thought Rays clothes were dorky and tacky*
Me: Point B *where she had basically restated the previous, except in a different place*
Me: Now, I would appreciate it if you never texted/ called me again or texted/ called my mother (Yeah, she texted my mom to ask for sleepovers, instead of me….My mom, god I love her, had caught onto my dislike for bitch when she had started to text her, so my mom had come up with excuses as to why we could never sleepover) and we can part as strangers.
Bitch: Whatever I knew u were gna choose her anyways byeeee stranger that I never knew (now at the end of this text I thought two things. 1 Oh good lord I'm free! 2. That's kind of the point of a stranger.)
All throughout this we (as in Ray and I) had to convince K not to hang out with Bitch. Now since Ray and I actually use emotion to keep our friends, since we genuinely meant it, we had both convinced K to stay hanging out with us (it also didn't hurt that K's mom had picked up her phone and had agreed with us).
Now past all the troubles of being a girl and we're in March (hey that's this month!). So this girl (we can call her ….. Marie god I'm running out of names) starts to hang out with my friends and I. Now, we had a suspicion that she was a lesbian (heck, everyone in the school had the suspicion) but it really didn't matter to us. SO about…. two days after Marie started to hang out with us she had showed me her phone. Now written in the phone was 'Hey I kinda like you'. Me, being the dumbass I am, had just said I don't know what to say, I don't really feel the same way. (*note* I am straight I just didn't want to make her feel bad by saying 'hey I'm not into girls'). So Marie basically spent the entire Lunch period making me feel guilty, yet I still wouldn't cave. (*another note* even if I was into girls I have this weird thing where I want to wait for a relationship…..like most relationships around our age end bad). And I actually felt bad about it.
Popular girls in our school(after rejecting someone): haha I'm so hot and everything everyone wants me
Normal girls: Why should I feel bad… they should have been prepared for the 50% chance at getting rejected
Me: god I feel so bad…. Im such a terrible person…..
So two days later, it's a Friday. My mom was home, so I asked her to help me curl my hair (since I do have trouble curling my own hair. I get to school and I feel good. I'm normally not complimented on appearance since I do tend to dress a little emo-ish (I swear I'm not emo though, black clothing is a miracle. Keeps you warm, it's slimming most of the time, and what are stains? When you where it) People were complimenting me and I felt good. So we get to Brunch and my hairs all curly. Marie hoodied me. For those of you who don't know what that is, she took the hoody on my sweater and put it on my head, except she had roughly put it on my head messing up my curly hair. Okay I got a little pissed. We get to lunch and She does it about fifty bazillion times more. So basically my hair went back to being flat. According to Ray my face was red, because I was pissed. Marie could tell I was pissed and gave me a hug.
Two things to know about me. 1. I normally don't care about my hair unless I do something special to it. 2. I'm claustrophobic, but only when people hug me, or I'm crowded around. So I basically started spazzing. All throughout the week Marie started hanging out with us she kept insisting on sitting next to me, so I would make some lame-ass excuse to go on the other side of the table for my comfort zone. Also, my friends take my food at Lunch at Brunch. And trust me, I'm fine with it. Normally I could care less. But Marie had started to take some of my food too. So my food ration at Lunch was slowly getting smaller. Which meant, my stomach was growling in class. I'm sure you've had your stomach growl in class before, and you know how embarrassing it is so I won't go into detail. So, K would normally take a chip or two of my food, as would Ray. Our friend (umm… what's another name…we can call her tape since I can't think of anything) would normally take half of my sandwich (well technically I would give it to her since she's always hungry) and she'd take some of my chips. Which means at lunch I was basically eating half a sandwich and maybe 7 chips. Something else you should know about me. I don't like to tell people 'no'. It's something I need to work on. So I don't tell Tape that I would very much like to eat and not starve and maybe she should start bringing more of her own food. Or actually eating the food she brings instead of eating others food.
Anyways Marie doesn't hang out with us anymore at Brunch or Lunch (so my awkwardness there is gone, I mean except for those times she is with us). So just thought you'd like to know. I also thought you'd like to know I should be updating this soon. Maybe over the weekend. We have Spring break coming up so if I don't get a post in till then, then I'll upload then. Also I've come up with a plan. I should update once a month. Okay, okay I get it you'd hate that. Maybe twice a month. But this way I have more time to deal with all of my personal shit and having to find time to write this fan fiction and not leave you guys hanging for three months.
Shameful self-promotion: If you like One Direction go check out my Fan fiction on Tumblr (krd4fun) and also check out my preferences… or if you don't want to, I do reblog some pretty funny stuff so go check my blog out. And if you can't figure the link out for the fanfic just message me on here and I can help you get through it (I had to help two of my friends).
And if you read all of that thanks I kind of needed to vent, and give yourselves a pat on the back you deserve it. if there's any mistakes I'm sorry, please don't be on me about it, I'm not really proofreading it since its 3,350 words and more.