That weekend, Paige and I were having a sleepover at my house.
Like always, we gossiped, played games, watched a couple of movies, and then we went on Facebook.
Just as we scrolled down my feed, I got a new friends request.
"Let me guess, that Andrew guy's brother added you." Paige said.
I clicked on it. It was that girl who I caught Steve making out with.
"Nope, it's Jill, that sixth grader that made out with my ex." I said.
"Accept her request so we can look at her profile." She said.
I accepted the request and then I went straight to her profile.
We looked through her statuses , and we laughed at her because of how stupid she was. We also went through all her pictures , she dressed like a slut and wore way too much makeup, and she's only 12.
Just then, she messaged me.
Jill: Hey, are you the girl that broke up with Steve?
Monica: Yeah, I am.
"Let's wait and see what she says." I said.
Jill: Oh, then you must already know who I am.
I didn't want to act like I knew her already.
Monica: lol nope, who are you?
Jill: I was the girl who made out with Steve. Isn't that why you broke up with him?
Monica: Ooh, so you're that bitch! I almost didn't recognize you since you actually look somewhat pretty in your profile picture, unlike your real life self.
"Nice one!" said Paige as she laughed. We high fived.
Jill: I'm not the ugly one, if you were pretty Steve wouldn't have cheated on you.
Monica: And if you were pretty you wouldn't have to heavily edit your pictures.
"You're on a roll, Monica!" said Paige.
"Ha, I know."
Jill: You know what, you're just a black rabbit.
"Hold on, I got a good one for this." said Paige. She took the keyboard and she typed out a response to Jill.
Monica: Um, I'm white, not black, maybe you should think your comebacks through, lol.
We both laughed.
Jill: You wanna fight?
Monica: lol.
Jill: I'm serious, when I see you, I'm going to beat the shit out of you.
Monica: Lol, we'll see.
Jill: K , Monday, you'll be a bloody puddle. Bye!
Paige and I couldn't stop laughing. What was a 6th grade twig going to do to me?