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I am so sick of my friend Courtney, she is always talking about people behind their backs and they are my friends. Sometimes I wish I could turn her off for at least an hour but I can’t, I never will be able to.

Courtney is always saying things mean about others and I, she even says the things to my face! All through elementary school we have been BBFS (Best Buds Forever if you don’t speak ‘le ale cool’) but now I wish we were far from bbfs as possible, I wish we didn’t know each other. Courtney and I haven’t spoken in two days because she has decided to hang out with JJ (Jemima but Jemima does not like her name so everyone calls her ‘JJ’) JJ and Courtney have only started hanging out this year ever since JJ bought Courtney a ‘Loui Vitton’ handbag from Paris. JJ was born in Paris and her family is very wealthy, JJ gets whatever she wants whenever she wants.

Just to get things straight before I go on I am Rebecca (but my friends call me Bec, Becca, or ‘R’) and I am 13 years of age, I attend Sonny Dale Middle school and I am in year 8 in Mr. Coleman’s home room class.

It is lunch time and one of my friends Jazmin and I are waiting in line at the canteen ready to collect our lunch, JJ is walking towards the canteen with Courtney, you can feel the line moving rapidly backwards to make room for her at the front of the line. I told you she gets EVERYTHING she wants.

JJ just ordered a Low Fat slice of chocolate cake (which they don’t even sell) the lady at the counter says to JJ with a strange look “listen princess, we sell chocolate cake WITH fat or you can get something else,”

JJ looks embarrassed, “ would you like to order or would you mind moving to your left so that the rest of the school can eat?”

JJ looked at the canteen lady suspiciously then turned to look at Courtney. “What will you have courts?”

“I will have a double cheeseburger and a coke,”

“Are you sure you want to let all that fat go straight down to your thighs?”

“No JJ, I will get an apple and a low fat iced coffee.”

JJ looks the canteen lady in the eye and asks “Can I have two  low fat iced coffees, an apple and a ham and cheese croissant “

The canteen lady rolls her eyes and writes down the order as JJ hands over a 100 dollar note, the lady looks surprised and then hands her the $91.55 in change.

Jaz and I look at JJ and Courtney amusingly as we still wait in line.

The bell sounded and Jaz and I walked back to class, on the way we walked past JJ and Courtney forging signatures on notes to get them out of phys ed. JJ’s note read..

Dear Coach Fix,

May you please excuse Jemima from Physical Education today as she has sprained her ankle and needs to rest it.

Regards, David Smith (Jemima’s Father)

And Courtney’s note read…

Dear Coach Fit,

Could you please make sure that Courtney does not participate in any physical activity this week because she has an athletics competition next week and we do not wish for her to be injured before the big day. Thank you

Yours sincerely,

Jane Atkinson (Courtney’s mother)

I don’t know how Coach Fit could accept that especially Courtney’s because it is obvious that she wrote it.

While Jaz and I were stuck in health class, JJ and Courtney were sitting on the sidelines painting their nails while watching the rest of their class play volleyball.

In health class they were studying the reproductive system, no body was paying attention since most of them knew where the fallopian tubes and the ovaries are. When they were talking about puberty they had pictures of some topics for example; when they spoke about ‘the breasts’ the pictures came up of ‘development’ stages and that was the only time ANY boys paid attention and at that time the girls were half asleep thinking about which reality show they were going to watch that evening.