High school life and changing friendships

No friends = No life. That was what she always said. But what she didn’t know was that she was going to be one of the lonely ones.

She combed her long blond hair, with her pink hairbrush. She put all of her make-up on, just couldn’t get enough. Always looking forward to school, she said. She found the perfect outfit, for the day. She wanted to have black and pink clothes on, typical popular girls. Meeting with her best friends before school, going for coffee. They needed some energy from something. I need to go to bed early so I can get my beauty sleep they said, they looked like shit anyway. Dark skin under they’re eyes, they probably sat up all night talking with their football boyfriend, guard I hate those types of couples.

I used to be friends with the girl I just described, called Sara. That was 2 years ago, I was best friends with her for 10 years. Today I can’t stand her. I get the feeling of that I have to throw up every time I look at her fake face. Only 18, and she has already gone through 3 nose operations, what is she thinking about? Anyway, it was clearly that the operations hadn’t worked.