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056 | This Is Me Getting Very Salty

Approach with caution. 1100+ words will be me ranting my heart out. And being very salty. Very salty. Get that? The saltiness will blow your mind.

So, there's this girl in my maths class who seems to hate me for some reason. And believe me, I'm not the kind of person who would go around finding enemies every day.

So, I ask her what her problem with me was. Was there any reason she would blank me out and not talk to me and just send me hate vibes?

What does she do? She bloody shrugs. Shrugs!! Like, if you have a problem with me. Have a bloody reason for it!! What did I ever do to you to make you hate me so much?

And she literally told my friends that she hated me and when they asked why. She just shrugged! Like, what the hell is your f***ing reason!

We share the same table - unfortunately - and when I didn't bring my textbook in, I asked her if I could borrow hers. What did she say? No. A flat out no. And even when the teacher said to share the textbook. Did she comply? No.

And when I brought my Text book and she didn't. Guess what? I was expected to share it with her. Like what the hell, sweetie? You have a problem with me and hate my guts and yet, you still expect me to do whatever you tell me to? Not happening.

I did still share my textbook with her though. Coz I'm the type who bottles up all their emotions and lets it go in one big wave. Like this chapter. I need someone to vent out my anger to.

Though I really wanted to shove the textbook in her face and be like: You want it? Ha! Not happening! And just grab it back and spend the rest of the period gloating over my "victory".

Okay, so those are the reasons that I first started noticing that she hated me. Then she flat out started blanking me! Like when I ask her a question, like "Oh I see you've solved this question. How did you do it?" SHE JUST STARES THE OTHER WAY LIKE SHE DIDN'T HEAR ME!! HOW CAN SOMEONE NOT HEAR SOMEONE WHEN THEY'RE SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO THEM?!

And when another person a couple of desks away, asked her a question. She answered. Like what the hell, sweetheart? You got a problem with me!? TELL ME THE REASON FOR IT SO WE CAN WORK THINGS OUT! NO ONE HATES SOMEONE JUST FOR FUN! UNLESS THEY'RE YOU!!!

Then just the next day, she asked me a question in our past paper question booklet and when I told her the correct way to solve it. She laughed and was Like, No thats so not the answer. And I was like: Um. Yes. It is. It's ccea approved.

And she just gave me a look which spelt out: You're so stupid. And then she says, "I'm going to solve this my way and if I get it right, I'm going to laugh in your face."

Soon after the teacher told us the correct way to solve it. And it was the way that I told her to solve. Guess who was laughing at whom? Not me. Coz I'm not the one who does mean petty tricks like that. But I habr to admit, I was laughing in my mind.

There's only so much hate a girl can take.

This is basically what happens in my maths class. Every. Single. Bloody. Day.

This has been going on for two terms and honestly? I just have to endure this a few more weeks, but if this goes on. I'm going ask my maths teacher to change my place. I really don't care if I'm sitting next to my best friend, but if this goes on. I'm just going to flat out tell the teacher what's going and just change my place.

I AM FED UP HOW THAT LITTLE B***CH IS ACTING! I feel so mean calling her a b***ch but DAMN IT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!

AND IT DOESN'T STOP RIGHT THERE! OH NO! IT GOES ON TO OUR ENGLISH CLASS!

So, in our English class our teacher assigned us out partners to how we were sitting and guess who I was sitting next to? Her. WHAT KIND OF BLOODY BAD LUCK DO I EVEN HAVE!?!

So we were supposed to make a group essay on a theme from "Of Mice And Men" and for the first 15 minutes it was very uncomfortable and you could literally see the tension in the air.

Picture this. There I was trying my best to make a talk about the essay and trying my best not to start crying. And there she was, staring into oblivion not even caring. Not even responding to me even when this was supposed to be a group project.

After a few more tries to make her talk like: Shall we write this? Or does this apply here? And so on I just gave up. Her answers were all one word answers, like: No. Yes. Um. Huh.

So, I just gave up and silently started writing my part of the essay. Thing was: I didn't know our English teacher was observing us all this time.

She took Her apart and silently told her to get along with me. I could catch pieces of: Why aren't you doing it? Friendship. Do it.

And then when She came back, she was like: Alright! Let's do this thing! And had this forced smile on her face but at least she was being cooperative. And we did get a good part of it done.

I would really love to say that it just finished there and we went on our ways but no. We had some things left over to finish and I was like: We'll do it at home, yeah? And she was like: Sure.

So, I go home spend a good two hours doing my part of the essay and send it of to the teacher.

When I get to school, the teacher tells me that She didn't do her part. And when I asked her when she would do it, she told me, "Whatever. It doesn't matter anyway."

SO YOU'RE TELLING ME. THE PART OF THE ESSAY THAT I SLAVED OVER FOR MORE THAN TWO HOURS WAS NOTHING?! AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO DO YOUR PART OF THE ESSAY FULLY!! I LEGIT HELPED HER TO DO MORE THAN HALF OF HER WORK!! SHE JUST F***ING WROTE IT DOWN!!! LIKE WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!

And you know what? She didn't even do it even when the teacher told her to! I think she expected ME to do it, but not happening, darling. You have to learn how to do your own work. I am not cleaning up after your mess!

Ah, that feels so good just letting it out.