May 26,8:00

I stand in the shaded terrace, looking at everyone just arriving to the field.I've been here for HOURS.It's hard being the goody-goody girl who's good at everything - studies, music,chess,...but nobody understands.

There's Sofie.And Annie.They're the only ones who actually hated me.Or do.Because they still act kind of awkward around me.Although they have stopped calling me out on social media for being a ''pick-me'' and a ''teacher's pet''.

There's Alex.Beat.We've been friends ever since fourth grade.All the memories come rushing back-me and Alex chatting about totally random things, from studies to last night's soccer match.

Until that fateful day.

When he had accused me of trying to break up him and Sarah,his girlfriend.I mean just because a girl is friends with a guy DOESN'T mean she likes him.At least,not LIKE-LIKE.

And its not even like she's not OK with him hanging out with other girls.He still talks all the time with Olivia,Sarah's BFF.

If we were still friends,I bet he'd at least wave up to me like he used to do.But people change,I guess.

There's Alan.

Beat.

That familiar spark.

OH HELL NO.

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[JayG]

Apparenlty, you've confused this with a blogging site. Had you actually looked, you'd have noticed that it's for writing, as in poetry and fiction.

Someone unknown, talking to themselves about crap meaningful only to themself? It's called clutter.

Jump over to WordPress. That IS a blogging site.