Okaym so the end of this school year for me has definitely been interesting.

Allow me to elaborate a story of twists and turns of lies and deceit. You all know the story about Freshmen, Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors right? Well, I go to an all-girls' catholic Highschool where Estrogen flows EVERYWHERE. Owo

Yes. The living embodiment of NIGHTMARE. I HATE IT. But I have to finish up my last year because my mommy and daddy plaid lots of good money to send me there. So, not much I can do.

Through the years I've been really good friends with all of my oddball group of buddies right? A rift began at the end of last year and the beginning of this year. We just couldn't seem to stop having drama over petty things. So...I kind of shifted away from them and started to talk to different people. You know to give myself a sense of normalcy and try and grow up a bit. Well...that didn't go so well when I stayed after school one day and then the drama begins.

It all starts when a freshmen, I hardly knew her until now, begins to updating me on my little group of friends. Because I haven't been sitting and talking with them as usual, but that;s okay. Because everything's good now. Here's getting back to the story.

So, this girl begins to explain to me about how this other girl, she doesn't like, is talking silly things behind my back. Now at first, I think the information she tells me is funny but afterwards it slowly ate away at me and made me paranoid. I started thinking. 'Well...if they're talking about me, who knows what other things they could be saying'.

So I'll be quick on this part, some note writing drama went on and then we had to go to this thing called 'conflict mediation' at my school to figure thinsg out because in Guidance Counselors there are NO secrets when there clearly should be.

The same night, before the mediation, I get a text message from that girl telling me that my friends and I quote: 'they wanted me 2 pretend 2 be ur friend'

I thought this fishy, so I wrote made sure to save this text message and show it to the others before we went to mediation. Then they were like. 'AHA!' And I was like. 'Oohhh.' All wowed by this information.

So, we're all ther ein the mediation room. There's about 8 of us. With the same girl there that told me this information about the other girl saying the stuff behind my back.

When it all came back down to it, it turned out the girl that was providing the information about the other girl talking about me...was in fact false. I had been lied to, I had been deceived, I had been USED tof or her personal gain to make a vendetta against another. I was pissed. But not as pissed as my friend OMG.

So, when the liar started talking about it when I asked her in the mediation room, she outright lied to my face and was like 'I didn't say that.' I was appalled, thank God, my other friend was in the room with me when she said those things. So I had a witness to back up my legitamite story.

Then when the girl was done lying, I was all calm and collected and then I showed her the text message she sent me the night before. Then she lied again. 'Oh, I never sent that!' And then she started panicking and blurted out. 'They made me do it!' Like the silly little freshmen she was. And everybody in the room started laughing, even the mediator, at her bogus excuse. 'They made me do it!'

OMG's face was priceless. She wasn't laughing, but I loved the look she shot this girl it was like. 'WTH? Eff joo, effin' liar. I plan to eff you up later'. Kind of glare, and I was like 'oohhhhkay. I had to ask, the lying freshmen 'Well, what was the other girl being mean to you about?' because she said that the other girl was being mean to her. And she said. 'She just was. Because she doesn't like me.'

So in the end when we all got out of there, we found out whow e could trust and who we couldn't. Wanna know the funny part?

After all that was over with, I get a text in the middle of the night later that night...'Are u mad at me?' So I 'failed' to acknowledge the text message, deleted my inbox, and her number from my phone.

So man answer to her would have been..."Describe 'mad'?"