"Kat didn't want to come, she's so boring," Maddy comments, tilting her wine glass back and forth as she watches the others dance. She should be doing something with Nate, but he's just missing. Damn it.

"Does that change anything?" Cassie asks, crossing her legs and being skeptical of the subject. "Jules didn't want to come with us either." She shrugs.

You're there, watching your supposed best friends talking and leaving you hanging. Your eyes dart back and forth, like a tennis match. Maddy decided it was a good idea to go to a club with the three of them and dance for a while. Have a good time after a lot of shit outside.

You three were very close, until you moved to another city for a year. A year later, when you come back, you notice that things have changed. Maddy and Cassie are closer and you have been left behind. Yes, they missed you, but it seems they forget you.

It's... painful, fucked up. You were alone a year ago and now this feels worse. It feels like they only invited you out of pity.

"Okay, let's dance, bitches!" Maddy exclaims, cheering up and getting up from her chair, heading to the disco to dance for a while. Cassie follows behind her, neither of them even look over their shoulders at you. If this is what it feels like to be the third wheel, it's horrible.