This Saturday, I’m going to a One Republic concert. I was really excited because I was bringing my best friend Kathrine and my other friend Morgan. Morgan and I used to be best friends, but she started ignoring me this year. In school, she would give me these short bullshit answers every time I tried to talk to her. We used to sit right next to each other, but she put two people between us. And then when we got home from school she would text me, acting as if she’d never done those things. So, I started ignoring her outside of school. She got mad, but I didn’t care. I have had fair-weather friends before, and I never want another one.
During the summer, we started talking a little more. So, when I got the tickets, I invited her, thinking I had my old best friend back. Of course I was mistaken, the new ***** is still there. I know this because today, a measly three days until the concert, she just bailed. She said, “I didn’t think it would be right. WE stopped talking and I don’t think it would be right of me to go with you. You should take another friend.” And Â a bunch of other bullshit. At first, when I read this, I was mad. Like really? She couldn’t have told me this a few days ago? She had THREE MONTHS to cancel. Â Then she does this? Like Bite me, really.
THEN, I went on Instagram. One of her pictures showed up on my feed. The caption was a normal one, but the comments were different. One of my school friends had said, “Ready to hang out on Saturday?” And Morgan replied, “Yeah, just ditched the concert.”
She had ditched me for another friend. Those few Instagram messages turned an angry person to a raging Irish bull. I am beyond pissed and now I realize that the old Morgan is officially gone. I want nothing to do with the new *****.
Now, I’m still mad, but to be honest, I’m crying. I really wish I still had a best friend like her. Yeah, I still have Kathrine, but she doesn’t know everything about me like Morgan. I’ve known Morgan since KINDERGARTEN. Â I’ve known Kathrine for a year, but she’s proven a better friend than Morgan.
I’m actually crying. I never cry, but I think officially losing yet another best friend is a good enough excuse.