To start off, this was a long way coming. Three years of boiling bitterness beneath the surface. You and I both know our deep dislike for each other and how it won't be settled. I so dearly wish I'd be able to confront you directly, but we both know it will never happen. From the freshman tennis team to now, get over yourself.
I wonder if you know of my deep seated dislike for you yet or if you still believe otherwise. You clearly dislike me, but I it is still unclear to me whether you still believe for me as a friend. I know we're both stubborn and clearly neither side will give up. It's startlingly clear what our dispute is over and two teams have formed but you're the only one on your side.
Maybe you do know her better than we do. Her friends from preschool, elementary school, and middle school. Her boyfriend, even. If that is the case and if she truly agrees with you, well it was a lost cause all along and I have no problem dropping a lifelong friend or any friend at all. But that's not the case.
The basis of my problem with you isn't even about your timely swoop in to 'steal' our friend. It's about your treatment towards myself and fellow friends. Sure, you're smart but attempting to push others down doesn't make you smarter in any way.
Don't tell me worth is based off of grades or good looks. Your acne covered face knows nothing about good looks.
Don't tell me I'm a dumb bitch based off of my ability to understand AP Bio jokes, a class I haven't and will never take.
Don't make me walk on the grass or ahead you two when the side walk is too 'narrow'. Two don't take up the entire sidewalk. I know I certainly don't take up lots of space but do you?
Don't look down upon me because I no longer play the piano.
Don't obsessively talk about grades in front of those you know are not doing as well as you are.
Don't take credit for my jokes and say them in order to flirt with the cute guy at our lunch table.
Don't try to tell a story in order to brag about 'working out'. Girl, you can't run and I remember that clearly from the tennis team. (If you can't make like a 15 minute mile, PLEASE don't try to brag about working out)
Don't sit with us at lunch if you went to sit with your white girl friend (singular) in order to try and climb up the social ladder freshman year. You're a hoe just like them, just not nearly as pretty.
Don't pretend like everyone around you is only the happiest for all your accomplishments
Don't try to leave without waiting for me when I would never do the same to you.
Am I very petty, of course. But you're no better than I am and never will be.