Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Frienemies

Some people have friends that they've known forever. I am not one of them. Until about fifth grade, I would bounce from group to group. That had some advantages, and yet some disadvantages. I knew a lot of people, so there's an advantage. But I never really had someone to tell my secrets to. I became mean, and the influence of my older sister didn't help either. She is three years older than me, and she was never nice to me. (However, we are close now).

About half of fifth grade passed, and my friend, Jessica, that I had known since I was three, but wasn't very close to, moved to my town. That means she had to go to my school. Jessica wasn't in any of my classes, forcing her to meet knew people on her own. One day, she called me over at lunch to eat with her and her knew friend. That friend, Megan, bacame my first best friend. Jessica, Megan, and me hung out that entire year at lunch, band, and anywhere we could during any free time we had. The summer was a little bit different. Jessica began to change, and Megan and I didn't like it. She always seemed depressed, or sad, and she became goth. So we went on our way, that summer, without Jessica, just Megan and me.

Megan and I continued to be best friends in sixth grade and the summer. In seventh grade, things changed. Megan met a knew girl, Brooke. I was jealous that she was talking to her more, and that she just left me in the dark. I tried to blow off Brooke, and make Megan pay attention to me. But I guess Megan was just done with me. She wasn't interested. So i changed my plan. I went for Brooke. Brooke took the bait. That's when we all became best friends. Or so it seemed.

Brooke was officeally the middle person. Megan was her friend, I was her friend, but Megan and I were worse than ever. I think thats when I made the dummest mistake of my life. Megan happened to text Brooke one night telling her that she was going to wear skinny jeans to school the next day. So when they came to school that next day, both in skinny jeans, they started laughing and carrying on like friends that had known each other forever. I asked what was going on and they said that they had both planned to wear skinny jeans to school. I was blown away. I thought that they were blowing me off. Times ten. I got so mad. I blew my top! I yelled at them, and they yelled at me. That night I yelled at Megan again. That was the end of it for us. But Brooke gave me a second chance.

Brooke was my second best friend. She was different, I mean really different. But that was okay. We started to hang out more and we talked about a lot of things. This was all happening in seventh grade. The summer came, and I kept mostly to myself. No good friends. That summer was the first time I did gymnastics during the summer session. Julia, a girl that goes to my school, was also in the summer session. We began to talk, and we became really good friends. She was my third and so far final best friend. I told her a lot of things, like gossip, and such. She never got mad at me, and she usually understood. When she didn't, she would voice her opinion, and I accepted that.

School started. Eighth grade was going to be great, I just knew it. As soon as school was running, and we were a few days in, Brooke and I started to hang out more. We regained that friendship that ended with seventh grade. We were best friends. Megan still hung out with Brooke, but the three of us never hung out at the same time. The year passed with so many different feelings, but it was still a great year. I had my first boyfriend, Luke, and my first enemy, Jade. Jade was extremely mean to me, and yet I still don't know why. There was a talent show, in which I gathered up the courage to sing at, and after that, Jade was nice to me. Or at least to my face. But that didn't matter to me. Less drama. That was all I wanted. Luke came into my life repidly. We went out, and after two weeks and two days I freaked out. I didn't know what it was, but I just didn't want to go out with him. I broke up with him and he looked really hurt. I felt bad, but I knew I had done the right thing.

About then, Brooke started working on a project for the eighth grade. It was a slide show, with music, of everyone in the eighth grade. I started working on it, when I found out Brooke had done some bad things. One of those was that she smoked. I was very agrivated with her. So when her mom found out and she got grounded, I wasn't surprised. Since she was grounded, she couldn't stay after school to work on the video. So to my surprise, it was all up to me. I was so happy. I had done so much on the project already and it was so much fun! So I did the project mostly with the help of my teacher Ms. Nix.

While I was about halfway done with the project, I had a girl come up to me telling me that Brooke complained to her about the project. Brooke had said that it was her project because it was give to her first. But I guess Brooke just didn't realize that if I hadn't come in and taken over, the project wouldn't be as along as it was. Because she didn't have any time to stay and work on it and I did, the project was almost done! So I tried to forget about it, but she kept pushing. So I comfronted her, and she didn't like it.

Now the next event is where we are now. This is where I turn into the bitch. But I am on my bad week, and I was irritated with her already, and all these feelings right now just don't bring out the best in me. It brings out the worst in me, like i used to be. That I worked so hard to not be like that. So here it is...

Brooke sent out a mas text saying that she was ungrounded from her phone. It said to text her, with the little smiley face by it. I was going to ignore it, but then I thought about all of the things we've been through. And of course at the end of that, I recalled the last couple of incidents. So I made a huge mistake, and responded. I said, "noooo thanks." To that she responded "sorry, didn't mean to send this to you." I stupidly responded to that by saying, "good, and fyi...you didn't touch that video, I made the whole thing, so i hope you remember that your entire life and dont take any credit for it. It was all me!" I know that this was as mean as anything, but I was on the top of my emotions at that point and she had just made me very angry in the past few weeks. So she responded: "ok, I'll be sure to note that in my blog, and you should live your life knowing that you lost a friend because of a stupid mistake. yea, my mistake, but still, you shouldn't be overreacting like that." So I'm on a roll now, and I said some things that I am not going to repeat on here, for her benefit. But I'll tell you this. I gave the example of overreaction of when I yelled at her and Megan for wearing skinny jeans and not telling me. Then I repeated a secret she told me and I told her to go...(this is exactly how I said it) f Keith. Keith is the guy she's been in like love with for a long time now. She got so annoying obsessing about it! Ask anyone! So I get this text back saying not to text Brooke anymore, so I'm guessing she showed her mom and that that was her mom texting me back. So I just said okay, and then told my parents so they didn't think I was hiding anything.

So I'm sorry that was so long, but that's my most recent story. The only other thing that I have to share is that I went back out with Luke again, after a week I just wasn't feeling it, so I broke up with him. Oh, and Megan and I are talking again. She is really nice, and I hope that this time spent not talking is all we needed to become friends again.
Thank you for listening to my life.
Yours Truly,
SunnyShadow04

Ps. This is Brooke, the girl who told her mom and had her mom yell at me. She's been changing in ways that I don't like, such as smoking. She, in my opinion is a goth wannabe. And as you can see from this picture, she doesn't know what she wants. She seems to want to be goth becuase of the black lipstick, and then she looks like she wants to be french because of the hat. I'm sorry if this is a stereo type of french people, the whole hat thing, but thats why she wears it. Well, thats what she told me. So in my opinion, shes just a bad influence and I'm kind of glad we are no longer friends. Until she gets help, I want her out of my life. But my bad side is showing again, so I'm going to stop here.
Again, thanks for listening.
SunnyShadow04

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