Chapter 42: Curious Jill

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My friendship with Farah had its trials too. When she grew attached to a girl called Jill, she evidently struggled balancing keeping my friendship with me and Jill.
Flashback

Around April and May, I frequently found myself sitting alone during literature because Farah and Jill sat together. They frequently chatted a lot because of how similar their subject combinations were, but she was a mixed stream student while I was a pure arts student. I had to resort to chatting with John and his friends to combat this sense of loneliness.

It thankfully didn't take long for her to get to her senses that she was abandoning me for Jill. Unlike a certain someone, she made an effort to apologise, where I was quick to forgive because I was there before, even congratulating her for finding a close friend in her new class. This did cause some concern for her because she thought I was celebrating her friendship with Jill because I was still an outcast, but I was quick to clarify the truth.

Present day

"Crystal, Farah and Jill," Mrs Nur declared. "You will work on this essay together." We got closer together and started to discuss points in our essay, but that's when Jill decided to try and get to know me a little better.

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Jill: you're friends with Dora?

Crystal: yea I am.

Jill: (very curious) how?

Crystal: don't know, we just DM each other I guess

Jill: fair enough

A few moments later

Jill: wait, are you Ethan's ex?

Crystal: were you even in 2 Faith last year?

Farah: she was

Crystal: haha, I knew it. Yea, we used to be friends until Secondary 2. I was a jerk in Secondary 2. When I didn't have a lot of friends in my class and he did, I started spreading rumours about him thinking it'd solve the problem. It didn't, he got really upset and cut me off.

Farah: so just clinginess?

Crystal: yea.

Farah: but honestly, Crystal was a very different person in lower secondary. She used to be socially awkward, frequently missing social cues. Many made fun of her because of that and she literally had one close friend only. It's only natural they would. Not saying that we weren't friends; we just weren't that close.

Jill: I see...

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Now that I'm healed, I can tell my story to the people around me. Jill is my first audience, the first audience that doesn't even know a trace of my story. My only hope is my story being one of resilience as I rose up to the occasion of becoming a social butterfly.

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