So, I’ve been feeling pretty down recently. I haven’t had the urge to write, and I’ve got some extra time right now, so I’m forcing myself to write. Now, why is the title of this post “The Knife In My Back”?
Well, I decided to write about the reason why I feel so bad right now. Maybe, just maybe, it’ll make me feel a little bit better. Here we go…
So, I was at the junior high dance on Friday, and I was having fun. I was dared to go hug a random person, so I went and hugged Morgan’s crush, who we’ll call Pasta. (I’m using a fake name for him because A, I’m too lazy to go ask him, and B, this whole experience was pretty embarrassing)
So I went up to Pasta and hugged him. After I hugged him, I asked him if he had a crush on anybody, because why not. He told me that he didn’t, but he knew that Morgan had a crush on him. We both walked away, and I went to go tell Morgan.
When I told Morgan, obviously I expected her to feel bad about it, but I didn’t expect the outcome that I actually got. After I told her, she asked me how Pasta knew. I told her that another person (We’ll call him Boi) had told Pasta. Now, Morgan is also friends with Boi, and I think Boi knew that Morgan had a crush on Pasta before even I did.
Now, here’s where the train goes off the rails, you holding on?
Morgan sits down and starts crying. She yells, “HOW COULD HE?!” and then tries to call Boi. I tell her to hold on, and I go ask Pasta if Boi really told him. Pasta says yes, and then says, “Don’t tell Morgan though.” I point to her crying on the floor, and say, “Uh, too late.”
We both rush over to Morgan, and I sit down. A few others were sitting next to her and trying to help her calm down a little, which obviously didn’t work. She tries to call Boi, but he doesn’t pick up. She turns off her phone, and starts crying. At this point, there were only 2 songs left for the dance, and the first of the 2 starts playing. She calls her mom to tell her what happened, and then the last song finishes and we have to leave.
The next day I borrow my mom’s phone to text her. She says that Pasta found out through a Tik Tok she posted, and that Boi says that it wasn’t him, and that another person had Tik Tok on his chromebook and showed it to him, which I know isn’t true because we can’t download anything on our chromebooks.
Then I talked to Boi. Boi said that Pasta was taking psychology classes, and he just knew. Boi really said that to me. I don’t think Boi knew I was talking to Morgan, otherwise the stories would make sense. How could Pasta just magically know who people’s crushes are? More importantly, how did he know who my crush was?
The main reason I point my finger at Boi for this whole mess is he is one of only 4 people who know who my crush is. In the TikTok where Pasta supposedly found out, we were stealing their hoodies. The thing is, my crush looked nothing like what they actually look like. Boi had to have told Pasta.
Anyways, I’m pretty mad right now. I don’t know who would do that to one of their best friends. Now, the reason the title is what it is is I decided to make a glmv of the song titled the same thing. The only problem is, I’m not up for it. I feel so unmotivated recently.
But anyway, hopefully this whole thing clears up, and I feel better soon.
Bye for now!
~Kirstin 11-21-19