She was here and she was my best friend, but then one day she just left. She was gone for what felt like the longest time. And for awhile, I was really sad that she had left without so much as a goodbye. But after a longer while, I got over it and I was eventually really happy that she was gone. As cruel as that may sound to say about my best friend, it was true. And now she’s back. She’s back from wherever she was and honestly, I really didn’t want to know where she was, what she was doing there, or who she was with. I found it kind of weird that she had left so suddenly and then returned just as suddenly. She couldn’t have just expected to waltz back home and expect everything to be the way it was before she left, could she? Everything had changed once she’d left. She can’t just have back the small kingdom that is our small town now that she’s returned home. No, and do you know why she can’t have this? Because it’s mine. I became Queen Bee once she left and there was no way I was giving that position back.