I quickley turned around with one glance I realized who had said it. Allie. My best friend just told my other best friend that I liked him. No.
“Well tell her I don’t like her.” Max said to Allie.
They thought I was off the bus. Max doesn’t like me. Allie is jealous. What if…no. It couldn’t be. Could Allie like Max? Or even worse-could Max like Allie? I ran off the bus and power walked home. I logged on to my much loved mac and went on aim. I erased my profile that contained all my inside jokes with Allie. Instead I pounded out letters that formed into words, that formed into a sentence, in which then turned into a very hateful paragraph that went like this:
Jealousy is a disease, I’m afraid you have caught it. You double crossing little liar, you don’t know what the words best friends mean. When you have something good like a friendship like ours, you don’t act like its just another friend and dump it for a guy. Especially when the guy is your best friends crush. So you backstabbing liar-go find a life.