Another something my sister and I wrote years ago:

“Shut up! Those jeans are so hard to get!” Cleo can’t believe that I bought those new jeans that were featured in “Vogue.” Thank God for recess. I finally get the time to talk about important things, not like meteorology.

“I know! I’m totally wearing them tomorrow. Khenen would definitely notice me!”

Cleo agrees with me, but she seems somewhat disappointed. I brush it off as nothing. Shakira is just standing there listening to me, which is pretty much all she ever does.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Lila runs up to us. She wasn’t at lunch with us because she had to finish some test that I totally BS-ed. Honestly, I don’t understand why anybody cares about algebra. It won’t help anyone in life.

“Oh my God! I have to tell you guys something!” Lila exclaims. From the way she’s talking, it sounds like she snagged a modeling gig from Victoria’s Secret.

“What?” I ask, honestly not caring.

“Guess who was finishing the test with me!” She’s still acting overly excited and it’s annoying me, especially since she interrupted me when I was talking about my jeans.

“Channing Tatum,” I answer, putting as much enthusiasm in my voice as she deserves: none.

Lila smiles, obviously not detecting my lack of interest. “It was Khenen.”

At this point, she has my undivided attention.

“What about him?” Cleo asks, obviously interested as well.

“He stopped me on the way out the door,” she starts, still smiling.

“And?” I don’t like the direction this heading in.

“He asked me out! And I said yes!”

At this point, Lila is all smiles, and I totally want to slap her. There is absolutely no way Khenen would like somebody like Lila. She’s not even half as pretty as me, and she dresses like crap. But then there are always those guys that are looking at her...

“Why the heck are you telling me this?!” I scream at her.

“What?” Lila is obviously too stupid to understand anything.

“What do you mean ‘what?’ You knew I liked Khenen!”

“Why would you ever say yes?!” Cleo yells, backing me up.

“Well...I like him too. And we’re friends,” Lila explains, as if it helps.

“He just asked you out because you always wear tight clothes and act like such a...” I go on to call her every degrading name I can possibly think of. I know I’m being irrational. Tight clothes are right up my alley as well, but it doesn’t matter. Khenen was supposed to be mine!

Lila is obviously too confused to respond. I can tell my comments offended her, but I couldn’t have cared less. Cleo is busy telling Lila that she can’t date Khenen.

“I’m kicking you out of the clique if you actually go out with him!” I scream.

Lila is about to say something back to me, but it’s time to get back to class. She walks inside alone, and I can see that she’s really upset. If this issue didn’t involve the hottest guy in school, I might have felt the slightest bit guilty.

The minute I get to class, I grab a seat by Khenen. Desperately, I wish Lila was just joking around, but deep down, I know she’s not.

“Hey Meg,” Khenen greets me. I ignore him.

“Is everything okay?” he asks, noticing my expression.

“Why don’t you tell me?” I respond.

“I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about,” he says.

“Why in the world would you ask Lila out? Of all the girls in this school, you pick her?!” My voice is really loud right now, and I’m thankful there are no teachers.

“I like her,” he explains. “so I asked her out. I don’t understand what the problem is.”

“What do you see in her? Are you crazy?!” The words escape my mouth before I can think, but I’m too mad to care.

“Okay...this is ridiculous. Why do you even care who I go out with?”

I actually think I’m about to burst into tears. I’ve never felt so insulted.

“I can’t believe you asked her out!” I yell. “You even made me think that you liked me! I can’t believe you would do this to me!”

Khenen looks confused. “I never made you think anything. We’re just friends. I don’t know why you ever thought there was something else.”

“I can’t believe you! I don’t even know why I ever cared about you! Go have fun with your stupid girlfriend. I’m so done with you!”

Suddenly, Khenen stands up. “That’s great, ‘cause I’m done with you too.” He grabs his books and finds a seat by Lila, who just entered the room.

This is unexpected. I was positive Khenen would beg me to keep talking to him.

Cleo grabs the now-vacant seat next to me.

“What happened?” she asks. She was fixing her make-up in the bathroom, so she missed out on the entire episode.

Slowly, I explain the situation to Cleo. I don’t know how I’m still composed, but I guess it’s a good thing. My mascara would smear otherwise.

“I can’t believe he’s going out with Lila! I totally did not expect that,” Cleo says. I know she’s trying to help, but it’s not working.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” I told Cleo.

I didn’t talk at all for the rest of class, nor did I pay attention to whatever Mrs. Brock was blabbering about. The next few periods passed by extremely slowly. I can’t believe I messed up my friendship with Khenen. I can’t believe he doesn’t like me. My life is just a complete mess.

As I’m putting my papers into my folder, I come across that permission slip for that enrichment camp. My life is messed up already. I might as well just go to this camp. It’s bound to be terrible, but I have nothing to lose.