Mackenzie
Well, I decided I needed to confront Courtney, and ask why she didn't tell me she and Alex almost kissed. But in person would be too awkward. So texting it is.
Me: Hey. So... I know Alex kissed you. Or tried to...
Courtney: Oh, you knew. Yeah I wasn't too happy about it.
Me: Why didn't you tell me sooner?
Courtney: Cuz I know you like him... and I thought it would hurt you.
Me: No use denying that. I do like him. And thanks. J
So yeah, I hope Courtney isn't mad at me because I like Alex and stuff. But if she is, I really can't control my feelings. I could try to force myself not to like him, but I doubt that'll work.
Anyways, I went to the mall with Emma again. It was pretty fun, and I saw signs for new stores opening. One was this sushi place, Wasabi. The plates move along this little conveyer belt thing, and you pick up what you want. I saw one at another mall in Natick, that's how I know what it is. Emma didn't quite understand my explanation of the place. Ha ha.
We were passing by Claire's, and Emma said she saw a girl caught trying to steal earrings. She was laughing, I didn't really get why. She told me not to tell anyone this:
"When I went to the mall with Felicia and Courtney, this Asian lady stopped Courtney and told her to 'take those earrings out of her clutch.' Felicia and I didn't know what was going on. The weird thing is, that the girl that stole today, had the same clutch as Courtney! And it was the same lady, too!"
I was really confused and surprised when I heard this. Courtney out of all people did that. She was probably the smartest one in the group. Emma and I both thought that Felicia would do something like that, not Courtney!
I didn't bring it up to Courtney, though, because Emma told me not to.
And I was working on being more trustworthy.
I realized something when I left the mall; why wasn't I invited to this mall trip? Maybe because they think I still hate Felicia, but I said many times I don't anymore. It would've been nice to be at least invited.
Some friends I have.
YOU ARE READING
Freshman
Teen Fiction"This is it. This is the day my life begins. This is my first day of high school. I would always lay awake wondering what it would be like. Would these four years really be the best four years of my life? That's what my middle school principal to...
