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   Gripping the bridges of my nose I'd let out a furious howl. Stop spam texting me or else I will block you! I threaten, my fingers typing frantically.

Take it back Hayley, Ally heard what you said.

HAYLEY!

Why do you have to be so mean.

Stop being a kid and apologize.

This is your fault.

Ally will make your middle school years a living nightmare if you don't apologize! I'm trying to look out for you Hales.

I stare at his text for what seems like forever before replying. Then maybe she isn't as nice as you thought she was.

Hayley your making a mistake.

No, you are. I type furiously back.

Not wanting to argue any more I shut my iPod off before continuing to do my homework. Jeremy is a drama queen, and making a huge fight over nothing. Why should I apologize for stating my opinion when I wasn't even insulting anyone in the first place.

I slam my head against my pillow frustratedly, my eyes clasping close.

I officially hate middle school.

"So are you and Jeremy not a thing anymore?" Madelyn, my other best friend, asks me. I look up, reminded that she was here. I give her a blank look. "When were we ever." I grumble.

"But you wanted to be didn't you?" Madelyn says, reading me like an open book. I open my mouth and close it, resembling a fish out of water. "H-How'd you know?" I manage, finally finding the words to speak. Madelyn twirls a strand of her raven night hair around her pale lanky fingers. "I've been your best friend since kindergarten." She states obviously with a grin.

I blush. "Well not anymore, he's picked his side, and now I'm picking mine."

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