moosetrix7:u know
moosetrix7:i would have expected for someone to miss me..
moosetrix7:but no one does….
StabMYxXx:i do..
.moosetrix7:i guess i thought people liked me more than they did….
moosetrix7:i am very sad
StabMYxXx:allie!
StabMYxXx:you dont know how much ima miss you
StabMYxXx:ur like my biffie!
moosetrix:ya, but you will be the only one
moosetrix7:so i am sad

Allie looked at what she had just written to her friend, StabMyxXx, or Nadine Fruschia, and saw what a self-pitying child she was being. But hey, at least it wasnt a lie to get her attention, like she had done in the past….
Earlier in the school year (it was summer break now, end of June), she had lost her whole crowd. She used to be really popular and preppy. Her sole friend (whom she had met shortly after rift between her and old crowd) was bisexual, and considered emo. Nadine was not emo. People just didnt know what a scene kid was in her area.
She often missed her old crowd, she couldnt let them go.