You transferred out of our school. On the last day of school, a lot of us cried over those who were leaving, including you. When all of us entered 8th grade, we thought you'd change, expecting you to be a whole new person when you come back and visit us once in a while. During the first few times during your visit, you were indeed somehow different. But yesterday, you showed me how much you didn't care about your face and could act cute and use someone to make someone else jealous when he wouldn't even give a fuck. And when you act cute, it's always that high-pitched voice and 'mmmmmm' and sucking up to that person, it's disgusting. And let me ask you, what's wrong with going with another friend instead of you?
Suck it up bitch, I was never close with you, just because we were classmates, it doesn't give you the permission to hog all of us. We have our own things to do, not entertain you just because it's "rare" for you to visit us. You expected me to wait on you and wait for the people around to disperse when I know they would never? You want me to sacrifice my break and not even get to talk to you? I don't think I would, even if you wanted me to do so. I'd rather have hung with Ingrid. We got to talk about our things and met our other friends from other instruments. If I talked to you and hung with you instead, I bet I'd just get annoyed. Not only by you, but also, the people around. So just buzz off, seriously. It's better if you were gone anyways.
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