𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘢
𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭...
Aish finally, the person I've been waiting all day to hear from . "Hey Alex " "Hi Maya" "How are you?" "Fine, you?" "Good good" "Glad to hear that" "Yep, listen I just wanted to ask if you got the invite to hangout later, I was wondering if you wanted to go together" ...No I didn't get any message to chill with them but I don't have any plans...might as well crash their place. Not going to lie, I lowkey want to know if their still aware of my existence or still okay with me in their group. Wait who am i kidding, of course they don't care, why would they bother caring about a bitch like myself. Fuck whatever, I'm in the mood to surprise some fuckers, today's their lucky day. "Yes I did get the invite and sure we can go together" "Yay, alright I'll pick you up at 5:40pm, be ready by then" "Okay, see you then" "Bye" I sigh really loud and crash onto my bed. No, Maya's not a friend, she's just a close person I've known since middle school. That was until I transferred to another high school and continued my studies there. In fact, this "group" of girls (and by that I mean Maya, Marissa, Cindy, Jen) are a gang I used to be really close to back then. They were crackheads and crazy girls which I genuinely appreciated chilling with, but that was t'ill they started becoming.... a little too fake. After Jen started wearing makeup and getting involved in a lot of umm how to say it "girly" stuff, the rest started wearing huge amounts of makeup everyday, going shopping every other day and started being playgirls. I, on the other hand, didn't change, and stayed the same simple girl as before which aggravated them even more. Why did they have to become like that?... Everything was so perfect...why change?...That only made us further apart and created a more judgmental and toxic environment for us all. Why are we so heavily influenced by our peers?... Can't we just stay who we really are and never wake up from that fantasy...Apparently not. So tonight I'm going to see the girls after quite a long time so...I'm assuming it's going to awkward as fuck. I take out my earphones from my bag and press play on my playlist.
Well...it sure will be a fucking hell of a night.
