The day's slowly went by. The boys were now practicing harder, not having much time to hang out. Bobby stopped coming to school because of the intense practicing. Oh! And him and B.I  participating in a program called Show me the money.. I can't believe they're actually on t.v.. And they're so good!! I really hope either one of them wins.. 

Anyways, there's a downside to everything right? Well first downside. We can't hang out much. We call each other, sure, but I'm afraid that I'll just become a memory to them.. That they'll forget me eventually..

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The hate got crueler. Since, once again, he left, I was alone. The once slight glances became full on glares and I honestly didn't know what to do. I wanted to run away. 

Them me and hating me was fine, but the accusations about me and the boys really hurt. They said, "you slept with them huh! That's why they're friends with you! You forced them!"

It hurt.. It really did.. They were the first friends I've made in forever, they sincerely cared about me. They cried with me, and they laughed with me.. I wanted to cry.. No.. I was crying.. The tears streamed down my cheeks, and suddenly I felt someone embrace me. Everyone got quiet, gasping at the scene that was unfolding. I, myself was shocked. Was this Bobby? Had he come back for me?! I slowly looked up to see a unrecognizable face. "Who-who are you.." 

"Why are you like this? Why are you here, just listen