E was the only friend in the group who i felt connected to in a special way, whenever i came home upset from the twins foolish actions my mama would always tell me E was my real friend. And why should i have doubted my mother? E was kind, considerate and mature. However i grew weary of the other 2 girls and wanted to make more friends as i felt only 1 true friend would not suffice, i only left my friends at lunch time to chat with other friends on the school field; For the first time my social life was thriving.
One day, during a games lesson the twins came up to me and told me of how E had been talking about me behind my back. I was called "lazy, chavy, slag" "Got really chavy over christmas" And truely, the most destructive insults: "she can't have belly bar because the fat would roll over" "fat".
Devastated i came home crying my eyes out like a child. My mother wanted to contact E's parents but i wanted to deal with it myself. It turned out she was jealous of me and felt like she was being left out. Seemed believable right? I forgave but didn't forget.
Some time later she implied that i was reckless with other peoples belongings but one of my newer friends said that doesn't sound like B (B=me).
Finally, while E was at a large sleepover of which i wasn't invited to but my close friend T attended i was back stabbed once more. Called "chavy, lazy, slag" and "fat" once more my dear friend T told me all about it on a bus ride to school. Soon i will tel you what happened next in the following chapter.
