I guess it's time to explain why I hate her so much. It all started in third grade. I was best vrienden with Mandi and a guy named James Johnson. We all went everywhere together. Our parents would go to the films of parties and we would all stay together, supervised door my older sister, of course. Until one day. It was about a maand til the the end of 7th grade and we were having a dance at the end of the week. I was planning on asking James, I just didn't know how. I hadn't spoken to Mandi all week and I thought she was probably just getting ready for the dance so she could surprise me with her outfit. So I started down the hall toward James's locker. I stopped short and looked into the snack room. I was so furious at what I saw. Mandi and James kissing on one of the snack chairs. I watched intensely as she fed him an oreo like a little pet chihuahua. She knew how much and how long I had liked him. And she knew i was going to ask him to the dance. I sprinted into the snack room. "Oh, hi Aaliyah", spoke the witch. I couldn't stand to look at her face. "What are u doing!?" As the words escaped my mouth I felt warm tears slide down my face. "What do u mean, buddy" She smiled as she spoke but I could tell door the look in her eyes our friendship was over and she meant to ruin the rest of my life.
Sooo, long story short: I've hated her guts ever since.

As she stepped up to me, I felt a surge of courage. I knew it was time for me to stand up to her. Every guy i had ever liked she snatched from me and i was not going to let her get the best one.

Stay tuned for part 7 and hope u have enjoyed my stories