Sanity

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Arriving at school, I get out of my old pickup truck. Slamming the door, it seems as the truck falls apart even more.

I reach my best friend and hug her from behind. "Hey Tasha!"

She whips around and glares at me."Get off of me!"she hits my arm.

I back away quickly and frown,"What's wrong Tasha?"

She glares at me and starts screaming in my face," You little whore! You had sex with my brother!"

I was completely confused. What was she talking about. "What are you talking about?"

She hits me across the face and walks away. Her fiery red hair flowing in the breeze.

I have always treated my best friend with respect and nothing but good. Where did she get the idea that I slept with her brother? What kind of friend would do that?

I walk into the school and head to my locker. My locker is of course, the furthest away from literally everything.

All my classes are on the other side of the school so all day I carry everything in my short arms.

Trust me it is a lot.

Four textbooks, two folders, a binder, and my bag with all my supplies in it.

I walk into my history class and there sitting in next to my seat, is this boy with gorgeous blue eyes.

They are absolutely stunning.

I go and sit down at my seat and pull out my phone. Fourteen text messages; three from mom, and eleven from Tasha.

I open up Tasha's;

Tasha: You little whore!

Tasha: You slept with my brother!

Tasha: What kind of friend are you?!?

Tasha: WOW!

Tasha: Just wait you bitch..

Tasha: I hate you

Tasha: I hope you get raped

What the hell? Why would she say this stuff to me? I keep reading.

Tasha: Go to hell

Tasha: Go die for all I care

Tasha: I will get you back..

Tasha: You just wait..

I am trying to ponder everything that just happened.

I look up and notice the boy is looking at me. "Hi I am Libby, nice to meet you."

He smiles, "Anthony...I am Anthony."