Afterwards, we ran into my friend from 1st grade, Laura, and her Mom. Her Mom wants me to go the the youth thing with Laura next Wednesday. And I hate how her and my Mom assume that I would even want to be friends with Laura again. I mean, we were friends eight years ago. We aren't the same people we were back then. She's this girl that's no different then any other blonde teenage girl around here; tight jeans, lots of make-up, and friends that are snobs. I don't want to be friends with a person like that. Just because we were close back then (way, waaay back then) doesn't mean we'd hit it off now. We're too different, and personally, I'd rather it be that way.
I'm really dreading next Wednesday.
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