In case you weren’t aware, everyone bitches about you when you’re gone. All of you. You may think you’re above reproach, but all of your friends secretly despise you.
I understand that you must all secretly despise me as well. I mean, I’ve had plans four times in the last nine months, I can take a hint.
Right now, I’m considering telling you all the truth about each other. Don’t think I wouldn’t feel vindicated by ending our senior year with a giant bitch fight. It would be payback for an entire year of loneliness.
Be alert my friends, things are about to get ugly.