I don't mean to fluster out all my emotions on you guys, but I gotta get something off my chest. So there's this chick named Lexi at my school, right?

She's bad.

REALLY bad.

Last week she stole an expo marker and wrote the lyrics to Hello on all the lockers.

Like, HELLO, do you not have common sense?! (No pun intended)

But anyway, after lunch a few days ago, my best friend that I've known since third grade walks up to me and whispers, "You're not my best friend."

I thought I must've miss heard her or something so I repeated back, "What? I'm your best friend?" jokingly. She laughed and looked over at me and shook her head.

So I asked, "What? Tell me! I'm your best friend?"

And you know what she said?

"Nope. Second." And started to walk off. I was really confused. I mean, I guess I knew she didn't eat lunch with me and FrostKitten42 that day, but I was still lost.

Anywho...

I casually asked, "Who's first?"

"Lexi."

Like... Oh boy. You have no idea how upset and mad I was. And to put MORE stressfulness on top on that, the next day Lexi walked up to me and said, "I'm her favorite." and strut off.

This makes me so mad and ugghhhhhhhh I just wanna cry. Everyday now, she eats with Lexi, she sits next to Lexi, and she barely talks to me anymore. AND guess what? Lexi hates me. No, no sarcasm. Ever since that first day, she's just been glaring at me.

I TRY TO ASK THE GIRL TO HELP ME TRANSLATE SOMETHING TO ENGLISH AND SHE SAYS, "I don't know." THEN GOES TO TALK TO THIS DUDE AND TELLS HIM WHAT IT MEANS.

UGHHHHHH.

WHY DOES LIFE HATE ME.