I walked in the library and put my books on my usual table, at the back of the library. I walked towards the book shelf and started looking for a literature book we were told to analyse as homework, since I had nothing to do I could as well finish my homework.

"Ugh... can I go a day without seeing your face?" I heard that irritating voice complaining behind me.

I turned to look at her "I am not in a mood to entertain you Britney, not today" I sighed before grabbing the book I came for and tried to leave but she blocked my way. I stopped and looked at her annoyed.

"What did you say? Entertain!!? You think I am entertained by you? That is the last thing I get from you and I think you know what the first things are," She said giving me bitter looks which I was used to them by then from her.

I wasn't in a mood to argue with her, instead I shoved her aside so that I could walk away. But she flinched and yelled at my touch.

"Y-you... you are a witch!!!?" She insulted me but it came out as a question.

"No... Because you would be the first thing I got rid of if I were one," I rolled my eyes.

"You... where did you learn to do that? How did you do that? You can't be. No.. this is not possible," she asked more to herself than me.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What stunt are you trying to pull right now?" I questioned her.

"Now I understand why Betty is avoiding you, you will start to lose everyone on your side. And then Luke will be mine, too bad I couldn't participate on ruining you," she feigned sad.

I looked at her with disgust how can a person be this cheap? I looked at the top of the shelf behind her and saw a big book, I couldn't help but having an evil thought how nice would it be if that book were to fall down on her head and make her trip on her heels and break her hand. I smirked evilly.

Before I could process what was happening, Britney was down on the floor crying while holding her hand. How did that happen? Was it really a coincidence that it happened exactly like how I was thinking?

"You did this, didn't you??" Britney managed to say in a middle of her crying.

A librarian and some students who heard the commotion rushed to where we were. Miss Jack, our librarian inspected her and turned to students who were crowding the area.

"I think she broke her hand, take her to the nursing room," she ordered.

Some two guys hurried and helped Britney up so that they can take her to the nursing room.

"What happened?" Miss Jack who was giving me questioning looks this whole time asked me.

"I didn't do it," I defended myself "We were just talking and then suddenly that book fell on her head and she lost her balance and tripped" I explained nervously, pointing at the big book which was then lying down.

"Continue with what you were doing. I'll get back to you after we get Miss Britney statement," She told me before walking away to her desk.

"This is gonna be a long day!" I sighed. I hoped I won't get in trouble, knowing Britney she will put all the blame on me when I didn't do anything. Thinking is not a crime, is it?

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I was standing on the school parking lot besides Betty's car waiting for her. I tried to talk to her during school hours but her avoiding skills are of no joke, I couldn't find her anywhere.

I had been beside her car since the minute the last bell rang, forty minutes later she still didn't shown up. I asked Sherry to take a ride from her friends but she just rolled her eyes and walk away saying that she will take a bus. It clicked me then that she had no friends. I would have asked her to wait for me if I didn't know how stubborn Betty is. She probably knew that I would wait for her that's why she was taking her time.

Britney was sent to a hospital after our school nurse Miss Nancy to assure that her hand was really broken. They didn't yet got any statement from Britney since she was sent home from hospital and therefore I didn't get questioned about the incident again or maybe it was because everyone was devastated after hearing news of Mrs Jim's death.

Mrs Jim was a very nice woman, everyone loved her so the news of her death was upsetting to a lot of people. During our last period it was officially announced to the whole school that it was true she is dead and we will be informed about funeral arrangements after confirming with her family. And then we had ten minutes of silence to pray for her. I didn't speak about the accident event to anyone else, I was afraid I would break down if I did or maybe it was because Betty was the only friend I could open up to and she was not there.

I also received a text from Luke about our date that it will 7pm and that he will pick me up. He didn't tell me any more details; reasoning that it was a surprise. Not that I was complaining. To say that I was nervous and excited about the date would be an understatement. The more reason why I needed to talk to Betty.

I sighed and looked at my watch which was reading 03:45 pm wait.... did she see me waiting here and decided to take a bus or a ride from someone else so that she can avoid me? I sighed again I should probably go now.

As I was about to walk away I saw Betty coming towards her car, she looked tired. She was walking with her head down that's why she didn't notice me yet.

"Have you been avoiding me?" I asked her when she was close enough.

She shot her head up, surprised to hear my voice "W-what are you doing here?" she asked with a very low voice.

"Isn't it obvious why I am here?" I answered her, a little bit angry. I had a rough day and she wasn't there for me and to think it was my birthday.

"I thought you would have left by now," she said more to herself.

"So you have been really avoiding me? You knew I would be waiting for you, you knew I would look for you but you avoided me, why!?" I asked her, holding back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"Kayla... let's talk about this tomorrow, huh? I am really tired right now," she bargained.

"No, I need answers and I need them now." I snapped at her "If this is some stupid game you are trying to pull for my birthday then stop, you are hurting me on the way. I had a really rough day and I need you," I tried to reach for her hand but she backed one step away from me.

"A game!!! What am I, five?... you think everything is a game? I have always been there for you and now you are getting angry since I couldn't be there today, just this one day!! you had a rough day, right. Then do I look like I had a good day?" She shouted at me.

"Now this is about me?" I asked her angrily, how dare she plays a victim.

"Yes, this is about you. You are selfish! You only think about yourself. I asked you for a day, just a day. Couldn't you even give me that much?" she yelled at me.

"Is that how you have been seeing me? A selfish person?" I asked her, my vision blurry from the tears that were welling up in my eyes.

"I didn't want to say this on your birthday but you haven't given me any other choice, I don't think I can be your friend any more," She said direct to my eyes before storming off to her car. She opened the driver's side and got in. I watched as she drove away.

I felt my legs going numb and I hold on to my car to keep balance, what just happened?

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I stayed in my car for one hour thinking of what happened. Maybe Betty was right; I couldn't help but think that way. Betty and I rarely fought, and If we did it was always about which kind of movie we should watch, which kind of actor is hotter or which food we should order. That was by far the most serious fight we ever had and It was scaring me. I didn't want to lose Betty, I didn't know how I could survive without her by my side, I didn't even want to imagine it.

I took my phone out of my pocket and dialed Betty's number. It rang but there was no answer and so I was transferred to voicemail.

"Betty.... It's me, I am really sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to get angry at you. I just had a rough day that's why. I have been thinking of what you told me and it's all true. I was selfish, I didn't think about why you were acting that way, of course you had a reason. you must had a really bad day too, l am really sorry. Please call me as soon as you get this, let's talk this over please?" I left a voice message.

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I entered my house and went direct to the kitchen, I needed a glass of water. Sherry walked in few minutes later, she must have heard me coming in.

"Why are you so late? Did you go somewhere? Where's Betty? I thought she would be coming with you," she questioned me.

"She isn't coming," I said in a low sad voice, I couldn't bring myself to pretend I was okay.

"You wanna talk about what happened?" she asked sensing that something is very wrong.

"Not now," I shrugged.

"Okay... so, have you already figured out your outfit?" she asked trying to change the subject.

"Not yet!" I answered her.

"Oh... okay" She agreed nodding her head, and then it registered to me I have a date with Luke and I still haven't figured out what to wear!! I had less than one hour to get ready.

"YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!??" she shouted at the same time I yelled "OH NO!!!" looks like she also registered that then.

"What are you gonna do? And the expert Betty is not even here.... you should cancel this date now, you have been waiting for this chance in two years, this was supposed to be perfect" she said panicking which was so unlike her. Betty destroyed Sherry, she was acting like her. I smiled.

"What do you mean canceling, you are going to help me get ready on time, follow me" I ordered her. Although Sherry is not a girly girl type of a girl but she would do, plus she recognizes beauty when she sees one. She can also do someone's hair just fine; effect of having Betty and me for sisters. We only failed to teach her how to do make up, two more years and we would transform her completely.

At least one good thing was going to happen. A date with Luke and who knows, he might ask me to be his girlfriend. I blushed. There is still a chance to make this birthday best birthday ever, I couldn't help but smile at the thought.