Deep breath. “Okay, so I’m just going to jump right in. I noticed that you guys, well - everyone, has been ignoring me lately. Um...is it my imagination?” My voice seemed to raise two octaves over those three sentences.
Silence. Finally, “No...."
“No, it’s not your imagination. We just...decided not to be your friend anymore.” Pause. “I’m really sorry.”
My mouth fell open. “WHAT!?” People do that!? They just decide to de-friend someone, as a GROUP!? Apparently they do.
“Yeah. Well, after spring break when you came back with the same haircut as Raven, she called you a poser. And...well, we all agreed. So...”
Actually, scratch that. I didn’t say that. At the time, I had no spine. Instead, I said, “Oh. Okay. Well, thanks for being my friend till now.”
And then I hung up.
Time to find new friends I guess.
WHEW! I feel like I just vomited into my blog. Sorry, guys. Anyway, do any of you have stories of being bullied? Come on, share with me your war-tales from the battlefields of junior high.