I just get myself worried so easily.
Yesterday, at recess, I went out with all the boys. I was hanging out with them, and we walked toward the pavilion, where Ashleigh and Amber (the lezbos) were. Joe started to walk backwards and he accidentally ran into Shantelle (the lezbos' slave) and she elbows him in the stomach. I say, "Don't hit him!" and she just says, that little bitch, "Shut up, Sara, it's none of your business." I was like, "He's my boyfriend, he is my business!" Then she just walks into the pavilion and then, her and the lezbos all look down at me and laugh. I swear to god, if they had been closer..uggh.. I threw down my jacket and screamed, "You wanna go?! Right here, right now! Come on! You got something to say, say it to me now!!" The bitch is like, "Well, I already did." And I say, "Well, say it again! Just make me more angry!!" and I walk away.
Then, in the halls, I was just standing around, when the lezbos come in and Ashleigh comes and rams into me and keeps walking. I swear, I was so close to throwing down my books, and tackling that bitch to the ground and beating the shit out of her, right then. FUCK THEM ALL, I hope they die.
Then, Amber started this rumor that Joe is only going out with me for like $20, but it's so not true. She even said, "Well, he told me." Whatever, you motherfucker, Joe hates her, too.
Ahh..Joe's just so damn sweet. I love him.