I remember my third day of Kleb. Third Period. I met you. You were my bestfriend. I was secretly jealous of you. You were so gorgeous. But you know what they used to say. Personality beats looks. an ugly personailty ruins a pretty face. When you have a bestfriend aren't you suppose to tell them everything? When your sad there the first person you go to? When you see your bestfriend crying are you supposed to just walk right by them? When you find a guy you really like aren't you supposed to tell then right away just 'cause you need to tell them and you just can't help but tell them. You trust them right? So you know they won't tell anyone. When you're bestfriend takes you to a tournament do you ditch her to hang out with *him* ?

Now the first semester is over. I'm done taking your crap. I've been there all these times. Just a text away. But you still hesitate to tell me things. I have someone else now. She's always wasy there for me. Unlike you, she won't ditch me for a guy she likes. She doesn't make me feel bad when i'm crying. She's there hugging me asking who it is so she can talk to them. She tells me everything. I can tell her something and not feel bad or embarresed. When we go somewhere she's by my side not with some guys. I'm not jealous of her cause i've seen her been with her in fact. when she's been at her worst and when she's been at her best. I've seen her life at home. She doesn't have a perfect life. She has a life like us teenagers. Unlike you. You have to have a perfect life.