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6.3.11
Look at me now.
Facebook. Thats where it all started. Well I was on facebook. Pretty new. Bee was my classmate. Sat behind me in class. She was the little attention seeker. The loud girl. People said we looked alike but i didnt believe that because to me she was plain ugly and unpleasant. Back to where it all started. On facebook, bee was the only other person in my class that had an account. So we became friends online and also in class. I'll comment on her pictures and updates. It was fun while it lasted. Till i accepted a friend request from her friend. I knew him on facebook. I had seen him comment on her pictures. They seemed pretty close, as a friend, the next day in class i asked her about him. She said 'he's just my friend'. I asked him about her he said 'she's my friend. I like her but she's acting up, but i know she wants me.' so i made my conclusion. They liked eachother but she wouldn't tell me that for obvious reasons. So he became my good friend online. We'ld share jokes, share stories. It was fun. At first i wanted to tell her but then i thought about it and i clearly wasn't doing anything wrong. Deep inside i knew he liked me already cus he told me. But hey, they weren't dating. And she wasn't telling me anything relevant. It really wasn't a big deal at that time. Until some funny things started happening. . . This boy was not in Nigeria. But every time i got home from school, he'ld call me and tell me everything i did in school. Bee was spying on me and reportin to him. She knew something was going on but she never asked me. In school we were cool, we'ld take breaks together sometimes. We'ld joke and laugh. It was normal to an observer but we both knew something wasn't right. I wasn't going to tell her anything if she didn't ask. And she wasn't going to ask. Instead she chose to spy on me. She wasn't only spying. She told him alot of lies about me. At night, he'ld call me and tell me everything she said. She told him i was the dumbest girl in class, i was the ugliest and she said people called me kangaroo. i really didnt care cus he didnt believe her... And really, we were just friends. He'ld tell me alot of secrets. I'ld tell him mine. When i broke up with my boyfriend he was on the phone all night. Talking to me like a little sister. Thats what i was. His lil sister. But Bee didn't know that. She told people i stole his number from her phone. Which i obviously didnt. Everything i did in class she watched closely. I noticed so i started doing things to annoy her. I'ld write random love letters knowing she was reading it. Then she'll tell him and he'll tell me. It was funny. I was messing with her. But if only i had known how serious she was. Soon the whole school knew about it. She told them i was seducing her friend. I still acted ignorant. We'ld still talk, work together. Laugh. Share private jokes. Then I told him i was tired of everything. There was nothing to hide. So we decided to have a conversation on her wall. Which we did. It was so natural and funny. We both thought that way she'ld know we were just friends. But not Bee. He called me the next day and told me she said i was hitting on him. Well people , i flipped. That was it!! I went to class the next morning and asked her why she said what she said. But she acted like she didnt know what i was talkin about. So we stopped talking. She still sat behind me in class and she still spyed. Several times i asked her if she wanted to ask me anything. She said no.
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High school,
personal
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