fifteen.

"yeah, it's okay."

she questioned me several times,

as if she was trying to rub it in my face

which she was, because she was bitchy like that.

i shouldn't have had a problem, either way, i was the only one who stupidly believed i still had a chance with him.

even so, part of me was shady, because i thought,

'he's never going to like a girl like her, she's loud as fuck, and she's taller than him'

but i didnt say that, because even i knew that was nasty

maybe that's why friend a didn't like me, because i appeared to be sweet and innocent,

but in reality, i hated anything that reminded me of my pathetic self

anyway,

she started to attempt to flirt with you, to my face, may i add,

but you didn't seem to fall for it.

is it because you were already crushing on someone else?

hey, can we please go back, and do everything all over again?