Margot and I used to be the best of friends. Now, she hates me, I don't know why. She still calls me her friend, even though she hates me. I know, it's confusing. I gave her many chances to make things right again, but she never came through.
Who are you going to ask to the Middle School Dance?
I don't know. How about you?
I'm gonna ask Blake.
Oh cool. You know what's so funny?!
I'm gonna ask Blake too!
No offense, but I think he likes me better.
You like me better than Tamara, right?
What kind of car does your dad have?
A Honda, why?
Oh. My dad has a Tesla!
Good for you.
I know, we're really rich. My dad owns his own company.
What's the answer to this question?
I'm not going to give you the answer, but I can help you solve it.
Nevermind, i'll just ask one of my real freinds.
Author Notes: This is terrible. I know. I just wanted to write something real quick.