Lizzy use to be my friend. Now, I think she’s a spoiled brat and a jerk face. All the other things I called her are in my diary and I will not write them here because I’ll get in big trouble. It wasn’t my fault it caused Lizzy emotional distress. I blame it on her, because she changed. She changed right after Amber moved here. She sucked Lizzy into her trap and she was too stupid to see the truth. Here’s the story….

It was a typical day and it started off just like any other. My brother split his cereal all over the floor, I had to pick it up, the Today Show had a segment on the Beatles and my mother was too busy listening to it to get me breakfast, and I was late to school, yet again. I was out the door by 9:15 and I knew I would serve another hour of detention. When I made it to school. I sat down with Lizzy at homeroom and she looked a little pale.
“What’s the matter?” I asked. Lizzy looked over to me with a look that kinda said “HELP ME!!!!” Lizzy pointed to something and I gasped. What in the world?