The Way You Can't Act

Oh dearest, K, you may think you're a total little perfect, lovable saint, but you're not even close.

I got into a fight with my friend if you couldn't tell. I would like to say I'm exaggerate the events I'm about to describe, sadly I'm not. In the slightest.

As a kindergartner, I met K (and just about everyone else). Through the years we stayed close friends. I even considered her to be a best friend. Clearly the feeling was not even close to mutual. During the summer, I noticed (I bet you thought I wouldn't K) that she was ignoring me. I mean my texts, my Facebook chats, phones calls. I would call her and she wouldn't answer. Then my friend (who legit. is my friend) would call two seconds later and she'd answer. Then I found out via Facebook she was going out with an eighteen year old, when her mom totally flipped when she went out with a fourteen year old. So, my best friend commented and exactly that. The her mom replied, "______, haven't you ever heard the expression if you have nothing nice to say say nothing at all." I was beginning to wonder if anyone realized she was joking. Then this other chick freaked out like went crazy, which sparked my best friend to fight back because we don't let other people push us over. In the end K and my best friend got into a massive argument, which somehow (though she said nothing to me) I ended up getting deleted as her friend. So, I sent her a message called her out and her bullshit and such. She actually had the nerve to say she purposefully was ditching me to hang out with another crowd (everyone older and no going to the same school as her), because they, "they would always be happy for her and wouldn't talk behind her back." Hold all hell, since when was I talking behind her back? Oh right. I wasn't. In my response, I put how she pretty much left me when I needed her the most, how I always had her back and defended her against people she'd be surprised said shit about her, how she constantly talked shit (she also claimed to never say a word about anyone behind their backs) about various people to my face, etc. She never replied back. Victory. An unpleasant one albeit.

I'm not mad at her at all. I'm sorry for her. You can't flip out about stuff like this in high school. You can't just defriend someone without saying anything, and you can't just drop a group of good friends either. Eventually some mean, nasty rumors will form. This is public school 2,500+ student, high school. People will just get over you, darling and not want anything to do with you.

I'm mostly bothered by the fact that she had a problem with me and _______ and ______, and never said a word. She let us push her over, I guess. I know I'm bossy, but seriously, when someone says cut the shit. I cut the shit. But K always lets people do that to her. You can't. You'll get nowhere. And I'm not going to defend her anymore. Have fun being two faced, K. My shoulder is off limits to cry on. And when you and _____ break up, I'm not crying on the phone with you or offering sympathy, because at least I know I'm a bitch and I don't have to pretend I'm as good as Jesus.