Is heartbreak worth great friends?

I walked back to my room with a scowl on my face that I tried so desperately to hide.

"Remmy, why can't guys be like you, always understanding and there for you when you need it most. Not to mention you don't cheat," I sighed as I flopped on the bed and talked to my stuffed porcupine.

I picked up my phone and went to Tiktok. I might as well mindlessly scroll until I have dinner.

Or, maybe I should pack? Eh, whatever, I'll just throw some shit in there later and it'll be fine as long as I have the essentials.

I turned to the side and yelped in pain. What the hell?! What's in my bed?!

I instantly sat up and moved the cover, it was… a… box? Um, alright?

I opened the box and inside sat 50 dollars. Hell yeah! Under the box was a note it said 'Happy Birthday Jess! Mom, Emy, and El.'

Aww, they didn't forget my birthday! I mean it wouldn't have really mattered if they did or didn't, since I'll be coming home depressed and all that good stuff.

Plus, Emy's gone get an earful for talking to me like that. Ooh! As soon as I get home I'm revoking her chocolate privileges and taking her phone.

As soon as I tell mom what she did there won't be a doubt that even that isn't enough punishment but I think it's good.

Or no, maybe I should also sit in front of her and delete her selfies. Muhahaha, yes, that will hit her where it hurts. You can't see it, but I'm smiling super evilly right now.

Ha, now I'm happy. I've got 50 dollars and I'm planning on how I'll torture Emy.

Yea, I probably sound like a bad person, but I don't care.

You were there, you know what I mean.

You know what I wanna do now? Imagine something. I keep having this dream I was in school, but like boarding school, except it was with all the people from my old school.

Usually, we're standing in a circle in the middle of the hallway but before anything at all can happen I either switch dreams or I wake up, so sometimes when there's nothing else to do, I imagine what could happen and usually it's very stupid but it's fun so...

I heard my phone buzzing. Nooooo, let a girl be in her imagination for two seconds.

"What!" I yelled as I picked up my phone, but no one was calling me. It was 5 in the morning.

Oh, I must've fallen asleep while just preparing to be in my imagination. Shit happens, well good morning world.

I got up and got ready. I put on an oversized hoodie and shorts. I wasn't planning on leaving the house, despite it being a Wednesday. I mean, school's ending in a couple months anyway.

I skipped breakfast and instead went right to the limo. About 20 minutes of waiting for that spoiled thing of a boy to show up, he texted me.

[Perk, you ready for school? You missed breakfast but I have emergency chocolate in the limo] I rolled my eyes and sighed.

[In the limo] I replied using the least amount of words possible.

I was still pretty hungry so I looked around for the chocolate and started eating.

I heard the limo door open so I curled up into a ball and glared at the other person in the room.

"Perky, you forgot to open your gift," King handed me the gift I totally didn't forget about in two days.

"Whatever," I sighed as I pulled the ribbons gently. I sat the box on the seat next to me and gasped as I opened it.

It was a whole birthday fit and not the one I been had.

It was a red tube top and a black shirt, and in the box were also ruby earrings that matched the bracelet King gave me.

"You also left this in your room, and uh, Jessie said these go with the outfit," King handed me his bracelet and black two-inch heels.

Mmmm, those hurt, but okay, I trust you, Jessie.

"I don't feel like changing," I humped my shoulders.

"Please Perk, the whole group is looking forward to it," King pleaded.

"Fine," I sighed, "but only for them."

There was like a divider thing in the limo so I went to the other side and raised the divider.

When I said I didn't want to change, I had a good reason for it. For whatever reason, the limo made it super hard for me to change. I felt claustrophobic despite all the space the limo provided.

Anyway, girl, I was looking too cute. I mean, I almost forgot I was supposed to be mad at King.

The skirt starts where the tube top stops and goes all the way down to mid-thigh. Dresscodable, but I know I can get away with it if I just don't put my arms down.

Watch, I'm taking this when I'm leaving and Imma pull Aiden so quick he gone have whiplash.

And no, he is not my rebound. I liked him first.

Oh? You didn't call Aiden my rebound? Right, must be hearing things.

Ahem, so we entered the school and I pretended to have left my phone in the car so King would walk in without me.

I refuse to look like a dumb image-whore who has no idea she's being used.

Why doesn't he just marry one of his extestants if he likes them so much?

Hmph.

I went to first period, my face was instantly lifted as I saw the whole squad was matching!

Olli was wearing a red polo shirt and black jeans, Nia wore a red shirt tucked into some black ripped shorts and Kayla wore a red bodysuit tucked into black trousers.

The boys matched us too, but like, it's not as important.

"Happy Birthday, Em!" Kayla ran to me in a hug.

"Thanks! This outfit is too cute! And we all match!" I clapped happily.

God, I'm going to miss these girls, maybe heartbreak is worth it. Just maybe.

So everything was normal until the end of the school day. Everybody started acting sus and I don't mean the usual moans I hear from the guys who swear they aren't gay.

Like, people were quiet and dodgy, I thought maybe something happened that I didn't know about, so I didn't force them to spill, but then I figured it out.

We had just walked into the house and a giant banner hung over the stairs and it read 'Perky, will you be my girlfriend?' and, oh, there were a few things to say about that.

The first? No.

Some great stories just end horribly, this is one.