So.There

There, I got that out of the way. Now I'm going to tell you why. Last summer you were in a car with your friends, driving around downtown Plymouth, and you saw a guy standing around with a bunch of other guys next to their Mitsubishi Eclipses and Eagle Talons. You yelled out the window, and the guy responded. And then a few days later you saw him again, and this time traded phone numbers. That guy...well he's my boyfriend. And he had just told me a few days before that he thought we should take a break until Christmas, since he was going away to college in New York. We had been fighting a lot because he was spending a lot of time with his new car and his friends and not a lot of time with me. He was confused and admitted months later that it had been a huge mistake to leave me in the first place, but it was an ever bigger mistake that you decided to take it upon yourself to try and seduce him.

All throughout August you kept calling him on his cell phone, and I would be in the car with him and I would ask who it was and he'd sound guilty. Like he knew I wasn't going to be happy that a girl kept calling him and he had her on his speed dial. Well, one time you called to ask if he was going to be downtown that night and we were on our way to Heritage Park to...well...to have some fun before he left for college. And I wanted to take the phone from him and tell you to just get the hell out of his life. But I guess I just didn't because I thought you were nothing...just some little girl who was barely old enough to drive to downtown Plymouth. Well, you're still nothing and you'll always be nothing.

We got back together in September because he realized that I was going to give up on waiting for him and he was still in love with me. I found out about you and him this past November, about how you kissed him as he was giving you a hug goodbye during the summer. I went berserk. I started kickboxing the sofa in the library I was so pissed off. I was pretending it was you the whole time. He was at your house that night because I had my sorority initiation and wasn't going to be home, and you guys were apparently watching a movie. I guess he thought I would be ok with him hanging out with the girl that tried to take him away from me this summer. He doesn't understand. That same week he was on his way to your house to hang out with you and your friends, and I called him and cried and screamed until he turned around.

You see, I don't like little 16-year-old girls who go after ! my boyfriend. He's going to be 19 in a couple months, Julia, and you are jailbait. It is ridiculous because you know he loves me more than anything else in the world, and he reiterates that whenever you ask him about our relationship, but yet you still call his cell phone when he's in town and try to get together with him. You considered him your "best friend". Well he's my best friend. He is not yours. Get the fuck over it. And for God's sake, stop calling him. I thought you were moving away to Minnesota or whatever to live with your mom. You don't need to say goodbye to him. Just leave. And just leave us alone. If you don't, you'll have me to answer to. And I guarantee that you don't want me in your life...because I make lives miserable when people try to make mine miserable.