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Since I slept in my party clothes with messy makeup and bed head hair, I needed a good chance.
Flipping my pillow to the back, tying up my hair and grabbed a brown jacket, a tank top and jeans.

Now wasn't the time for crying and whining, today was a day filled with truth and honesty. I didn't want to start any drama between Mckayla and Andrew or even with Tracey, but like I wrote before, I had to do it.

I kept adjusting my makeup when Dakota came into my room with the resting mean face, she always had on, she turned her head. "Hey."

"Uh, hey." I said back, I smiled at her, but she didn't smile back, she crossed her arms and looked me up and down. "Mm, something happened, didn't it?"

"What are you talking about?" I raised an eyebrow, Dakota titled her head forward, her curly hair falling around her neck, "You know what I mean, last night you looked like a mess."

"Oh god." I rolled my eyes, "Dakota, I'm fine. I'm also not in the mood right now, I have to deal with something at school."

"And that is?" Dakota paused, waiting for me to answer, I sighed and placed my hands on my hips, "I can't tell you, besides you wouldn't get it anyway, everything's great for you."

I spat out.

For a moment, Dakota's eyes looked a bit softer, even with the sharp eyeliner and the big eyelashes, she scoffed. "Fine, if you wanna be that way.."

Dakota left my room with a door slam as I looked at myself in the mirror and took a deep breath. Maybe I went too far with my words, I'll tell her I'm sorry later, but for now, it's go time.

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Of course, getting to school was normal, just a quick ride on my bike and entering the school hallway and as I got inside, everything seemed normal, everyone just chatting with their friends, grabbing stuff out of their lockers and walking towards their classes, sure a few of those kids kept glancing at me or just backing away when I got a bit close, but that didn't mean anything.

It's still calm, still quiet.  I moved towards my locker, pulled out my phone and began type on my phone, with each press, my stomach felt tight, it kept twisting and twisting and twisting as I re-read what I typed before I posted on Instagram.

Sure, I had around 200 followers, practically small pickings on the internet table, but it's still something!
When I posted, I took a deep breath and placed my phone back into my bag, I opened my locker, grab all of the pictures I had with Andrew and Mckayla and threw them in the trash as I kept taking deep breaths, step by step.

I did what I needed to do, it's all over and I just keep on walking, that's how I'm supposed to do it, and maybe there's a fire burning in my stomach as I head for my math class. But that's okay, I'll get over it.

It's just a feeling, nothing more or less.

~~~

When I got inside, everyone was sitting with their friends, I sat down where I normally sat when I overheard Tracey's laugh, she was sitting across from me, chatting with some of the other girls, when she looked at me, I waved at her, but she smiled a bit too wide.

After a little while, Tracey stood up and walked towards me, "Hey there!"

"Oh, hey Tracey." I sighed happily, I glanced behind her for a quick question to see some of the girls squinting at me, I shook my head, adjusted my glasses and smiled. "What is it?"

"Uh, could we talk? Like outside of the class really quick?" Tracey asked.

"Sure."

"Look," Tracey sighed and blew a raspberry, "We can't hang out anymore."

"What?" I let out, "What do you mean we can't hang out anymore?" I thought about laughing, but with her stern face, she wasn't kidding, not one bit.

"But you told me that we were friends, you said that much at McKayla's party-"

"I know." Tracey shrugged, "Which is why this kind of hurts I guess, but here's the deal, we're going to high school, that means we have to grow up and makes big chances, you're a loose end I have to deal with."

"I-i can't believe you," I spat out, "I'm not some loose end on a sweater you know?" I replied back, Tracey patted me on the shoulder and sighed.

"Look, don't it take to heart, Mckayla and I just need our space, don't be sad, you'll get over it." Tracey flashed me a smile before she turned her back on me and strut back into the classroom in her black platform wedges.

While I, in my green sneakers stay out of the classroom, staring at the other lockers just processing everything.

A nightmare just leaked into my life, and my crazy brain wasn't helping me in the slightest. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, maybe things will get better during lunch time, and everyone would have seen that post I made.

But when I did check it, all I got were mean comments calling me a liar, weirdo and the best of all "Obsessed much?"

I put my phone away and groaned in frustration, banging my head against the metal locker.

This might not end well for me.

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The moment I enter the cafeteria, holding my lunch bag, everyone I walked past kept staring at me, and not in the good way.

It seems like everyone saw my post, but if that was the case, what was with all of the mean glares, the giggling and placing their bags on empty seats.

Not like I was planning on sitting next to them anyway, but it's still super rude. I glanced over to the old table where I would sit with Mckayla, Andrew and Tracey. They were all laughing together, and Mckayla's eyes locked on with me, she leaned in on Andrew's shoulder as Andrew wrapped his arm around her, Mckayla smirked, looking so confident from the other side of the room.

That had to be pure evil, if it isn't, then I don't know what it could be. But then As I was about to leave the cafeteria, I heard someone yell out, "Hey!"

I turned my head and saw one of the gossip girls standing up from her table and marching over to me with fire in her eyes, and when she was getting closer to me, Andrew and Mckayla marched over together hand in hand staring at me.

"Hey look, relax." Andrew glanced at the gossip chick, "She's probably already seen the video, no need to bash on her."

"Yeah, she's just going through some stuff, but it's okay, right Rosey?" 
McKayla faked a sweet smile as shivers ran down my spine, I turned towards the angry gossip girl right in front of me. 

"Umm, I'm sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about," I admit, "What's going on?"

The gossip girl scoffed, "Of course you wouldn't know! Making that little post to make yourself seem innocent is pathetic when everyone knows the real truth that you're totally pushy."

I glanced behind her to see Mckayla smiling at the scene unfolding, she patted the gossip girl on the shoulder and looked at her, "Hey don't worry about it, I mean, if she didn't want to see the video, that's her own choice."

"Ha, well maybe she should, she needs to." The gossip girl glared at me, she pulled out her phone and held it to my face.

The video had Andrew in his room, on his bed talking about me, and not in the sweet, flattery sort of away, in the "she's a crazy weirdo, stay far, far away from her" sort of way.

"Look, when I dated Rosetta, it felt like I couldn't be the guy I could be, like I mean it felt like kept on smoothing me, you know?" Video Andrew sighed; I looked up towards the real Andrew to see his hollow smile.

I looked back towards the video and just feel my heart sinking even further. The last line that video Andrew said was "I'm worried for her, I think she's kind of going through stuff and maybe one day we'll all just work it out."

I looked up at Mckayla who just smiled again and leaned against Andrew's arm.

"I help with that video, you know? I just thought that Andrew's idea just needed to be shared!" McKayla flashed a smile as Andrew nodded his head.

"Yeah, I just wanted my side of things to get out there." Andrew nodded his head, I gulped, making sure to keep my eyes from getting wet with tears again.

"Yeah, she always helps you with stuff, huh?" I shot back, Andrew just shrugged, and they all walk away from me as the other kids snickered at me.

I'd never left a place so quickly.

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The hallways were cold and empty, no one was there,
Expect some younger kids passing by to the bathroom.

Of course, eating in the bathroom is a big no! The germs in there were nasty! So I just sat near the hallway as the cold air blew in my face.
I kept biting into my sandwich, even biting my cheek to not feel any pain, but man, was it hard to not choke on emotion.
All by myself...

There's nothing meaningful I can do. Maybe all I could do is just cry my little heart out and hope for the best.

~~~~~
Either the school day dragged on forever or I was just simply exhausted from the constant bull crap I got put under thanks to McKayla and Andrew.

Everyone kept glaring or yelling or just telling me how I'm the worst person ever! A control freak, a narcissist, a bully, the worst anything you can think of.

But McKayla, Andrew and Tracey on the other hand? Practically thriving off the attention of everyone! When I got outside of the school building, McKayla and Tracey were chatting to a lot of the other popular kids while Andrew had his arm draped around McKayla's shoulder because of course he did!

I guess it makes sense, if they really, really, really wanted the entire school to worship them, they just needed to cut me out of there! McKayla's eyes glance at me as I hopped on my bike.
With a big crowd separating us, I could see her eyes twinkle and a small smile got on her face, I glared at her and peddled off.

How sweet.

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When school finally, finally ended, I got on my bike and just kept pedaling by my house, I want to go somewhere, but where else could I go? Besides home, I just knew that I couldn't be outside for long until I saw Mckayla and Andrew's faces!

And since the world has it out for me, I had to see them again, while on the fourth time I rode my bike around my house, Mckayla and Andrew were holding hands, and to my total shock, he had his hand in her back pocket of her pants!

It wasn't even 10 minutes since they left school and now, they're all handsy with each other. I'm sure Mckayla would have seen me with my jaw drop and have an evil smirk on her face.

That is, if she even noticed me again, her eyes were totally filled with love and happiness from just being with Andrew, the same look that I always gave him, another thing she stole from me!

I growled and finally head inside of my house, throwing my bike towards the ground and taking off my shoes, as I stomped inside, mom was on the couch, typing on her computer as I dropped off my backpack on the living room table and head towards the kitchen.

I picked up butter, eggs, milk and sugar, grabbed a metal bowl and began to just mix things together, mom kept clacking away at the computer and looked up at me, I looked up at her.

"Hey honey. You okay?" Mom asked, gesturing at the metal bowl I was holding, I nod my head and kept on whisking the ingredients together, Mom stood up and walked over towards me as I grabbed platters to help me with my cooking.

"What are you making today?" Mom asked again.

"Cupcakes." I replied, my voice sounding flatter than what I meant for it to sound like, mom nodded her head and watched me as I whisk, she sighed and gaze at me.

"Is there something you wanna talk to me about? Anything I should know?"
Mom asked, tasting a bit of batter from my bowl.

"Not now. It's fine." I whisked the bowl as I try to sallow that shaky feeling in my stomach.

Mom glanced at me and nodded her head slowly, "Mm, okay, I won't push, but I hope you know that I'm here for you, just in case you need anything, I promise that."

She kissed me on the forehead and walked away from me as I sighed and kept on pouring the cake batter into the cupcake molds and placed them into the oven.

I'm not sure if mom would have gotten it anyway, it's not like someone would mess with mom's relationship like someone would do with me, she's practically one of the toughest women I know.

She already had a lot on her plate, I didn't want to add my angry cupcakes along with it.

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I laid on my bed, holding my pillow as I stared at the ceiling, my phone was next to me, with jerks and bullies blowing up my phone like nothing else.

It felt horrible to see it, feeling it was even worse.
As I kept on thinking, and letting the tears run downy my face, Dakota came thought the door.

"Hey. You okay?" She asked, she closed the door behind her and sat on the bed. "You'd been in here for a while."

"Oh, really? I guess so..." I sniffled, Dakota nod her head as she sat there with me in silence as I whimpered and wiped my face.

"Andrew Dumped me for McKayla!" I blurted out , Dakota's eyes widened. "He what?!"

"Yeah, he cheated and then dumped me, you were right, so right. He didn't care about me! Not one bit! I'm sorry! I, I!" I choked on my words a bit as Dakota'a eyes widened.

"Hey, hey! Calm down! Just breathe for me, alright?" Dakota asked, and like she said I took a few deep breaths.

As I did so, Layla walked in. "So, I think we should just-" she paused and looked at my messy mascara face and Dakota holding me by the shoulders.

"Uh, what the? Why is Rosetta crying? Dakota, what did you do?" Layla narrowed her eyes, Dakota shook her head.

"Nope, but we might need to beat up Andrew and go over to McKayla's house and wreck her stuff." Dakota growls.

Layla looked over at me. "What happened?"

"Andrew cheated on me, with McKayla...." I said again, Layla's eyes soften. "Ah. That's not good."

"No, no it's not."

"God, okay, I'm joining in on this hug." Layla replied and hugged me from the right as Dakota kept hugging me from the left while I kept on sobbing on and on.

At least I got a nice hug out of all of this, I guess. Too bad it had to come out in the worst way possible.

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~Dear Diary~
~I'd probably been crying for the entire day, I even
got some tears on the diary pages by accident.~

~But anyway, Dakota told me that since tomorrow will be Saturday, that I'm hanging out with them tomorrow. It was more telling them asking, but I guess it beats rotting in bed all of the time.~

~I can't believe that Andrew made that video about me, and I can't believe that McKayla did all of this to me!~

~No matter what, I'll make sure everyone knows the truth, somehow...
-Rosetta H.
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