xix.
10: 04 a.m.
Hater: Thanks a lot jack-ass, you got my phone taken away
Me: You threatened the block button
Hater: You kept calling me Dorothea
Me: *sighing*
Me: ^ that means I am now sighing aloud
Hater: I kinda got that
Me: *sighing*
Me: Soo tell me about this Harry guy
Hater: Why?
Me: *shrugging*
Me: You two seem to have had an intriguing relationship
Hater: Not really.
Me: Well talk about it.
Hater: Why
Me: Because it’s good for you to vent Thea.
Hater: I’ve barely said anything to him since the ninth grade.
Me: I AM BORED
Hater: ALRIGHT
Hater: I met him at orientation in the sixth grade.
Me: Uh huh proceed
Hater: I was jealous that he could open his locker faster than me, I told him and for the rest of the year we hated each other
Me: Really now?
Hater: Yea, but it was until the eighth grade that I found out he had a crush on me
Me: Did you like him?
Hater: Shamefully, yes I did.
Me: Do you still?
Hater: I did—past tense
Hater: Anyways in the seventh grade he dated my (now) best friend and they were the most in love middle school couple I’d ever seen
Me: Who is she?
Hater: Cassie Lewis
Hater: You know her?
Me: Maybe if I see her.
Hater: Yea well anyways, when high school came around, we had a class together. We were best friends but he started dating a bunch of other girls for short periods of time. I just thought it was because he knew he’d never get Cassie back, and couldn’t be alone.
Me: Maybe he just didn’t want to admit that he had feelings for you.
Hater: HAHAHA
Hater: You’re really funny did you know that?
Me: I’ve been told on some very rare occasions.
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