Long story short, Jamie and Tex split. They gave eachother the ol' "go our separate ways", "it's not you, it's me", and that dumb stuff. But you're Tex's friend. So you have to act like you care. He seems to... (sorta), though. But you can't really tell.

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"I swear.. Jamie and her friends all walk in some dumb squad because they're so insecure.. and it's like she watches me all day to see the things I do so she can call me out and call me a fool or a loser after."

Tex complained, his dull expression knitted into a much more thoughtful one. He slid his foot along some of the gravel under the soles of his worn cowboy boots.

"She's.. she's just a fraud, man. With nothing more than stupid, fickle friends.. she never wanted me, she just wanted confidence. And I don't care about her dumb threats.. all of the kids in her clique are pretend."

He shifted slightly and took his jacket off, tossing it into the grass beside him. He searched through his pockets, grabbing the pack of cigarettes that Johnny had given him before Cole showed up at the principals office so he wouldn't get in even more trouble.

He held the cigarette between his teeth and lit it, looking at his free hand. His knuckles were bruised and scratched up from the fight he had gotten into with Ralph a two or so days ago over something that had to do with Tex's brother, Mason, getting hurt at the game.

((YES, ANOTHER CONAN GRAY CHAT... EXPECT MORE.. :3))