She said that I was her best friend and that we would never grow apart. That was what she said.
My "best friend" told me that a year ago when we sat next to each other. She told me that when we would sit alone at lunch and gossip the whole time, or when we would swing at recess and discuss what we were going to do over the summer. She said it when she would cry when I told her that I would be at the beach and miss school for two days, and when I thought that my life couldn't get any better.
That was when I believed her.
Since then, things have changed.
We no longer sit next together at lunch. I don't like to listen to her nag on and on about how she hates this person and that person for no good reason. When she hangs out with our group at recess, I slowly slip away so that she won't insult me anymore. Now, I can't wait for the day that I can get away from her.
She isn't as nice as she used to be to me. At my friend's Christmas party, she told me that she thought that I was bossy because we always use my ideas instead of hers. She talks about me behind my back, or even in front of me. At my birthday party, she whined and asked me if she could go home. She walked up to me and told me that I wasn't invited to her birthday party. Not to mention she's told my secrets to everybody.
And yet, people still fall under her spell. Most of them have realized the jerk she is. But those who haven't yet, they'll figure it out when she drinks their soul and spits it out because it's too good for her.
Now my "best friend" hates me. I'm not sure why considering I haven't done anything to her besides let her run me over.
I feel like a kitten who wants to pounce but can't because if she does, she'll be attacked by the dog pack that hangs loyally to her. Although soon, they might turn into kittens, too.
I just hope my "best friend" doesn't miss me too much when I leave her.
