My bestfriend her boyfriend

So Caught Up

" Are you fucking stupid? Like Char why are you such a bitch you can't possibly think that any guy would want you. I mean you're so awkward like honesty I'm questioning our friendship every time I look at your face." Heather screams across the lunch table. The popular kids sports players table. Obviously I am only there by association. Heather and I have been friends our whole lives basically. For me to be a nerd, a basic outcast and her to be head of the varsity cheer squad. Is practically unheard of. "Earth to bitch are you even listening? Gosh you make me sick. I feel so bad for you like am I the only great friend you have."

Me thinking about how thinking about how we even became friends must of made me space out. She's screaming even more now. Loving all the attention the baseball players are giving her at the moment. Being popular is overrated. Everyone is either fake or secret stoner drunks. I'm tired of her pushing me around. Ever since we started high school she's made my life a living hell. Granted, Heather Chandler has always been a bitch, but it has always been tolerable. I can not take much more of the constant embarrassment. What I say to stop her spew will change my life forever.

"Well if I'm so damn disgusting why does your boyfriend want me so bad?" I say before thinking at this point I've gotten everyone's attention

"What you just say Oakland?" Heathers pissed when she goes by last name but the worst is already over might as well tell the truth right?

"Yeah since you have everyone around your control why does Carter come to me every time you start bitching. Trust and believe we do more than go over math problems." harsh but needed

"Whoa lets not say anything that would hurt feelings now." like clock work Carter Bentley tries to extinguish the fire that's breaking lose on the patio where every high maintenance douche sits to ruin the self esteem of the lowerclassmen

"Carter please Heather having feelings? Probably can't even spell feelings. Don't pretend like we aren't messing around I am tired of playing games this isn't baseball you can't just strike someone out and they walk away. Face your problems which is your stuck up girlfriend and your smoking." multiple people ouuuu in the background but I'm not finished yet I turn to Heather "The blonde hair blues and pom-poms aren't going to get you anywhere past field goal. It sure as hell didn't keep your All-Star boyfriend from cheating. You are white trash Heather Chandler. Pull up your damn shirt somebody might think your cheating on him." I grab the salad that my ex bff told me to eat because I was a fat fuck and through in the garbage. GO COUGARS!