Getting back Mae

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The rest of the day was a blur of mean comments and ugly drawings that resembled me- as a baby. I knew I had to do something, and it was to confront Mae. This was not Mae, I knew her much too good to believe there was nothing to this. I would make her talk to me, ask her why she had been being such a nose lately. Well, I would not actually say that. But ask her why she had been being so mean and awful to me lately. I wanted to cry just thinking about it! But I knew I had to do something to get Mae back, my old, red haired Mae. You see, Mae is no blonde. She is a beautiful red head, who once walked with pride as her red hair swayed in the wind. But she had died it before she came to this normal school. She said blondes were more accepted, and that people liked them more. Also that if she made a mistake, she could just say she was a blonde.

So basically, I would get Mae back. Though I would probably never get her red hair back.

I was walking to the bathroom when I saw Mae in front of the mirror fixing her hair, and to my surprise- make-up. Mae had never worn makeup before, until 'Kalkalbear' showed her how.

"Mae," I said with a confident spark.

She looked at me, and then she immediately starte to break down and cry.

"I don't know what to say Macy" she whimpered, "What I have done to you, it's awful. I know you never want to be my friend again. I understand that, because I have been the worst friend ever. I want you to have good friends, and me being one would ruin that."

"Mae, I still want to be your friend. But, why? I just don't get why you would do such a thing" I was now crying letting out all my feelings from being bullied, since I had came here to cry, but ran into Mae.

"I wanted to be one of them even before I got here. I saw their glamour, I wanted it. I just, wanted to be part of them, so bad, I-I was willing to do anything for that. Loosing my best friend was one of those things. I never wanted to hurt you Macy. And I don't know what's so special about them- they just, are. I've always been just a midget, nothing special. I wanted to be special like they were. Everything I did, was a price I was willing to pay. But I don't know why. I avoided you because I knew that when I saw you- I would die in guilt. I should die after this.....I'll do anything macmac c. I-I mean Macy, sorry got into that habit of.. I-I will go back to my natural color, red. Me and you are like twins, I don't know why they liked me so much better. I'm so sorry" Mae truly was sorry and she meant every word she said

"They liked you because you have blonde hair and blue eyes, they hate me because I'm a mud. Brown hair, brown eyes. I don't even know why they hate muds. But Mae, what you did was mean. I couldn't even picture you behind the computer when you IM blocked me."

We both cried together for a while, and Mae promised to naturalize her hair tonight. We snuck out of the school and took a very long route home that got us home just in time to seem like we had been at school the while day. It felt good to have Mae back- for now at least. I felt bad for Gina now, the tall girl. Because I had my BFF back, I wouldn't have so much of a desire for her friendship with her, as I had when I feared friendless looserness.

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