You were one of my friends from school. You have originally gotten picked to sing at the Platinum Misic Awards, but when you quit because you were being used, my ex-girlfriend, Jade, took your spot.

The night of the show, all of our friends, Robbie, Cat, and Andre, go to the show to support Jade. But I decided to go to your house because of how messed up it was that Jade did that to you.

So, right now, we were on the couch talking about it. You were so upset. Not by the fact that you couldn't ding in the awards but by the fact that you thought Jade was your friend and she double crossed you. You went on a huge rant, and tears were slipping down your cheeks.

"Hey hey hey," I say softly. I wipe tears from your cheeks, "you mare an amazing person and if Jade wants to be a bitch then let her okay? Because then you don't deserve to have her in your life, okay? You still have plenty of people, including myself, who care so much about you. Now try to dry up those tears, okay?"