Tracy would often hang out with the 'popular girls', leaving you and your friends aside. It didn't bother you at first till she started to be mean. This wasn't the Tracy you met years ago, she wasn't the sweet little girl that had a huge crush on you.

Well — probably she still does, but her mannerisms forces you to believe otherwise.

"Look who's coming there.." Evie whispers, looking at you with a gaze you can't decipher. "Isn't she your friend?" Tracy glances at you, trying to avoid eye contact like if she was embarrassed of doing so.

"Was." Tracy coldly corrects her friend. She couldn't even look at you and it makes you way more angry.

"Hey, dipshit." blonde girl next to Tracy shouts, eyes perching on you as the trio walks up to you. This doesn't look good at all.