late night snapchatting. // bxb

promises

her

maddie carson

a pretty brown haired brown eyed girl with morals of

becoming popular

leading the cheer team

and generally being nice

but she lost that last moral to achieving her first and second moral

which caused her to be toxic

which brings me back to the third grade

when we were best friends.

—

"Hey Maddie!" He said to Maddie as he hopped on the swings. They were best friends in third grade. They did everything together. They loved each other's company, as they were the only ones they had.

"Oh, hey." She said, smiling weakly, swinging back-n-forth.

They looked out on it all. Recess was always a controlled chaos, where kids were constantly running around and hopping in and out of the playground. The guys always playing sharks and minnows on the blacktop. Maddie and him, though, they liked to swing. And swing only.

And the two talked about whatever. Tea parties, macaroni art, how their older siblings aren't inviting them to hang out with them. Third grade stuff.

This happened until the end of fifth grade, where these two seemed different. Or at least one of them.

"Maddie, you excited for middle school? It's gonna be awesome." He said on the final day of fifth grade.

"Yeah, it's gonna be fun... but can I say something?" Maddie responded.

"Of course." He said, acknowledging that she has to say something. Always a caring boy.

"Just, maybe don't talk to me anymore. It's not because I don't wanna talk with you, it's just because I wanna sit at the popular girls table in middle school, and maybe become one of them." She was genuine at the moment. Of course, she felt bad, but she was a bad person. She believes popularity is greater than friendship.

"Oh... anything for you! Promise you'll talk to me sometime after?" He said, bittersweet for her. She looked at his green eyes, and smiled.

"Yes. Of course." They hugged, and went home.

Promises are meant to be broken.

Promises aren't written in the stars.

Promises aren't promised, they're words.

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a week has gone by

school sucked (more than it usually does)

monday

alana constantly asked me what was wrong

she's one of my many best friends i met in the sixth

post-maddie period i like to call it

and i told her what happened including my feelings

and she felt pity

and consoled me

glad i only have one class with kaleb and maddie, and they weren't here today