I’m answering.Chill. Seriously. Don’t text me fifty times. Hold up. No not everybody hates you. I doubt anybody hates you. I like you fine, but here’s the thing: I just don’t want to be going out with anybody right now. It was better anyway when we used to be friends and we would talk about actual stuff. Like how you want to be a scientist. Was it a botanist? Biologist? Instead of whether I like you, or Brooke likes you, or if I like Truly. I hardly even know Truly. She seems nice enough. That. Is. All.Okay? And yeah, okay, I agree, that sucked of them to kick you out of the lunch table. And it was mean for Truly to post who was coming over and include you and then dump you. So maybe she’s not that nice. I don’t know. Don’t care. Gotta go play some Xbox and blow off algebra. #YOLO. My advice? Just step back a bit. Chill. Be nice and smart like I know you are deep down, and stuff will work itself out with the whole friend . . .
