Hey guys. : (
So my real - life - friends, have been talking trash about me. I mean why?
Its kinda confusing. But let me tell you the whole story.
Saturday was Band Competition and me and Peter were hanging out on the bus on the way their. Me and him are having a little spark light up if you didn't know. Well I went home after we performed because I wasn't feeling good. Peter kissed me on the cheek and hugged me but I still didn't feel better. So, I went home and I thought about the trip home. Then, I got a text from Peter saying: Hey are you feeling okay? I responded: No, but thanks for being the first to ask. So how did the competition go? Him: You won a award. But its almost night so its hard to text. Me: Who are you sitting with? Him: No one. I wanted you to sit beside me but you were never here. I'm sorry. Me: No I'm sorry. If I didn't get sick I would be there with you. <3 Him: Yeah Um, you know Lexi is mad at you. She wants me as her boyfriend but I won't let her. I like you WAY better.
So that was where I dropped my phone and I cried all night. Because she is basically calling be trash when she is the one who physically hits him.
So if you guys can give me a little comfort, that would be nice. Peter made me feel better but just Peter isn't enough to help sew up this hole in my chest.
Thanks Guys! I love you all equally!