Heeey guys... So, you all know J, right? My, like, bestie? Well, not anymore. We're not friends anymore... Here's the story. Warning! Contains cursing that's *ed out, but it's not hard to figure out what it really says. Let's do this!

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Ok, it started the same week as our fight... J didn't want to go to her math class, so she DITCHED and went to mine to talk the rest of the time. We had a sub, and he didn't know that she wasn't a new student. I talked to B about (I tell her everything, including the stuff J told me not to tell her) and apparently she did it again the week earlier.
Flash forward a few days. We had a long-term sub in English because the actual teacher was on maturinty leave. So, we got to class, and that day we had testing, so the schedual was messed up. The sub accidentally sent us to the wrong lunch, and when we came back, there were a bunch of 6th graders in our room for some reason, so it was super crowded.
The teacher tries to get us to all fit in, when J grabs my wrist and says "Come on, S, we're going to Mr. M's class." "What, NO!" "Why not?" "I'm not going to fucking ditch class!" SHE TRIED TO GET ME, THE NERDIEST NERD TO EVER NERD, TO DITCH CLASS! So, later, when we're in the room (She didn't ditch again, thankfully) I say "J, I'm tired of your crap." I expect an "I'm sorry, I'll try to be better because I love and trust you" but what do I get? A fucking "Then maybe we shouldn't be friends." It took everything I had to not cry infront of those 30 6th graders. We used to sit next to eachother in Englsh, but she moved across the entire room to get away because that wimp can't even look at me.
After school, god, she wrote me a note. I read it as I was walkng to my car with B, and it talked about how she comforted me after L broke up with me, and how she hated M and dealt with him for me. She managed to blame all of this shit on me, guilt tripping me, and I fucking fell for it. Go to part 2 now, max chars