You and jane were childhood friends, she was the popular one, “the pretty one”….you were ”no the attractive one”. Jane slowly the popularity changed her into a bitch, no matter what, you were by her side. Boys would give you they numbers but for jane not for you. You sit in your chair in the classroom seeing how Jane kiss a boy Liam…you crush and she knows that

“Hey, did you have a extra pen?” the boy next to you ask you