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Prologue 2

After Nicole transferred, im pretty amazed how everyone just continued on with their lives. Yeah we cried a little when she left, but that was just because we were old mates.

Everything went downhill for Cassie really fast. We didnt really hang out with her when we realized that she told so many lies to us. Starting from telling us that our crushes were texting her to stuff like she was self harming. We found out that our crushes were not texting her and then we found out that she wasn't really cutting at all. I took her hand and opened up her sweater to check and there were no marks. She looked a bit nervous when i asked her and she said she used makeup to cover it up.

My friend whose in the same class as Cassie, Shasta, said that sometimes Cassie would take a scissor and act like she was going to cut herself when there were a lot of people around. It was pathetic.

As for me, i was in a great period of my life. People that i despised in middle school started to become my closest friends and the people that i trusted all turned their backs on me for Cassie. I also had a boyfriend named Ricky. But it wasn't going too well so we decided to break up. A mutual break up. Thats what other people called it.

3 months later i was sitting on the football field. And a guy started throwing pebbles at me so i threw them back. And thats the story of how the pebble war started. Other people got hit by the pebbles so they threw them back and then we threw them back but missed and then it escalated to everyone that were on the field.

2 months later me and Dustin were official. It didn't last long really. Only about 2 weeks. We both were not at all feeling each other. And he had these friends that made me feel uncomfortable whenever i was with them. They had this thing where they judge everyone they see. Little cocks, i used to call them that.

When me and Dustin broke up, i guess i kind of thought that there was something wrong with me. So i kind of cried against the lockers after school. Dont judge me, i was PMS'ing.

And thats where i am right now.

Leaning against a locker, crying like a fucking baby. Its ok. Its just your PMS. You're completely normal. OH my god! No im not! Im talking to myself.

"Could you please excuse yourself?" A raspy voice says, im guessing to me. I look up and see one of my friends friend, Joseph, Josey for short. I always thought it was like a girls name and i told him that a lot of times, but its kind of a cute name.

"Oh shut up Josey. Im not in the mood for your bullcrap." I say, digging my head back into my knees.

"No. I mean really, i need my books from my locker." He says, kicking me playfully in the thigh.

I stand up and face away from him, wiping my messy mascara.

"Oh man. You really were crying, huh?"

"No, of course not. Wtf. Shut up."

"Hahaha. What happened? Ohh wait no i know."

"How? How'd you know that he broke up with me?"

"Oh thats the reason you were crying? I thought it was because you lost your pads."

"-_- thats not funny. Its really depressing when you really need to change but you run out of pads and all your friends are too greedy to share and you just... You just cant do anything about it." I say, getting more emotional.