it happens so fast. like in a second. it almost feels like a dream. She called out my name, “Heather,” i turned, “Do you always give people nicknames? Or just my boyfriend??” I gasped. Quickly I said, “I give everyone a nickname!” It was nothing but the truth. “You better not go liking him, he’s mine!” And the words stung me as if she said “Quit pushing up on my boyfriend you whore. “Gosh,” she continued, “I don’t even know why we’re friends!” and it felt like she said you jerk i’m ashamed to go to school with you. “Just don’t call him that in public” and there i felt like our trusting friendship was broken. Like I had nothing better to do than scam on her lowclass gay-wad boyfriend! Some people..

This is not based on a true story whatsoever.