Fight

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"Where did you go last night?" Katie demands. I look up from my book and see her standing above me with her arms crossed.

"Back to the dorm. Why do you ask?" I reply.

"You humiliated me in front of my friends! I told them you were cool and then first you throw a drink in Jessie's face and second you chicken out and leave!" She says furiously.

"Well your 'friend' called me a loser and an attention seeker!" I say growing angry myself.

"I can't believe you." She says.

"I can't believe you! I don't even know you anymore!" I yell.

"You know maybe Jess was right. You are an attention seeker! Always making a scene. When will you learn to grow up?!" She yells back and I feel shock hit me like a punch in the gut, painful and unexpected.

"You know what? Just don't talk to me anymore!" I say picking up my things and storming out of the room.

Tears stream down my face as I walk back to the dorm. I thought Katie would have understood or at least take my side. I thought she was my friend. I should have ditched her when she started to change. I could've avoided all this drama.

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In my theatre class we're working on monologues. We each pick a monologue and take turns performing them. When it's my turn I take a deep breath and walk up the stairs. I'm unusually nervous today. I think it's because me and Katie are in the same class along with Victoria and Carly.

As I recite my monologue I notice laughter coming from the audience. I look out to see Katie talking to a girl in front of her. Kelly, I think her name is. They keep on looking up at me and laughing. I gulp and try my best to ignore them throughout my performance. I won't let Katie ruin this for me.

When I finish my monologue everyone claps. Everyone except Katie. She used to clap louder than anyone in this room but now she isn't bothering to clap at all.

I walk down the steps and find a seat farthest away from everyone else. Katie glares at me. I turn my head away and choke back tears for the rest of the class.

A/N: okay so maybe I'm just bad at writing long chapters because this is the tiniest thing I have ever seen.

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