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Week One of the exams has officially ended. I've had two english exams, which went well, one biology exam that i'm hoping i passed (last time i thought i had done really well, and ended up scraping a B). I also had my German Listening test. In my mock I got an A, which I was proud of. But in the real exams it hasn't gone so well; I screwed up the oral exam, and ended up guessing most of the listening.
I am quite ashamed of this, but I want to get a high grade in my German for a really selfish reason. Mom is taking a french GCSE this year, as a refresher course, and she manages to rattle off entire soliloquies. I really really want to beat her.
Anyway, the Laura Thing.
So...
Once Upon A Time, three years ago, we were inseparable. She'd have dinner round my house at least two times a week, and every weekend we'd wander around the streets talking and visiting friends or whatever. She has a boyfriend called Josh. I don't particularly have a stable relationship with him. Sometimes he can be really sweet and understanding, and other times he's a foul, repulsive, crude idiot. He thinks he's 'cool' because he smokes and drinks and smokes weed. I don't particularly care if people do that, but I just think it's a bit pathetic that he brags about it. One example is how he boasted for hours one friday about how "him and some of his mates were gonna go up to town and get wasted". He wouldn't shut up about it, and Laura (who gets annoyingly overprotective) was nearly in tears. The next day I asked if he'd ended up getting drunk, and Laura told me "no, they went to town then realised that none of them were old enough to buy alcohol."
But I digress. The point is, Laura and I stopped meeting up outside of school so regularly. One reason for this is my fault - I was going through an x-men phase, and it got to be a bit of a joke that I preferred to stay home and watch X-men than go out. I've always been introverted, and sitting on the sofa or surfing the internet is more appealing to me than trudging around town for hours with no money and no aim. Also, neither of us are particularly decisive, her especially. We could spend whole days on msn debating if we should go into town, if we should take the bus or not, and then decide that it was too late and there was no point.
The main reason is that she decided that it was much more fun spending time with her boyfriend than with me. And I totally understand that. But the result was she spent every evening at Josh's. The weird thing is, half the time (when they're not having sex), he doesn't seem to like her being there. She'll sit on the sofa being ignored while Josh and Alex try to fix the computer. She has this habit of going up to him while he's doing something, like preparing food or on the phone. She tries to get his attention by groping him or hitting him. She acts like a spoilt child, and then when he tells her to get off, she sulks like one.
She sits there for hours, on her own on the sofa, then decide that she's bored and go home again.
But apparently it's my fault that I don't do anything with her anymore.
She whines about how she doesn't have any friends. Now, this isn't true, half the year think that she's amazing. Unfortunately, I happen to know that a certain amount of people that she considers her best friends, which mean that they get groped almost as much as Josh, can't stand her. Now that we've stopped talking, they actually use me as a human shield to protect themselves from her.
After she'd told me that she hated me, I didn't hate her back. She was still my best friend, and I don't like the word 'hate'. We didn't talk to each other for a while, and then Alex said that he could "make me hate Laura in eight words". I did the stupid thing, and said "I don't believe you, nothing could ever make me hate her."
I should have learnt by now that I shouldn't rise to bait like that.
So, last year Laura and Josh turn up on my doorstep. It was early evening, and to be honest, I didn't particularly want them there. But anyway, I let them up into my room, and we sat around for a while. I think we were playing Uno, or something ridiculous like that. My dinner was ready, and I wanted to throw them out. Mom, who was feeling misguidedly generous, said that while I ate my dinner they could stay in my room.
I really didn't want that, because, to put it bluntly, Laura and Josh fuck like bunnies, and the last thing I wanted was to leave them alone in my room for fourty minutes.
But I took Laura aside and said
"look, you can stay in my room while I eat, but please, for me, don't do anything." Laura promised that nothing would happen, and I believe that the phrase 'i wouldn't do that to you' was used. A few days later, I asked her if anything had happened, and she swore to me that nothing had. Guess what happened next?
Anyway, Alex told me that the day after they'd turned up at my house, Josh rang Alex up boasting that Laura had given him a blowjob in my room while I wasn't there.
It's not so much what they did, even. In fact, when I told Catie, she burst out laughing, and I have to admit that it is kind of funny. It's the fact that I asked her to do something that didn't take a great deal of willpower or effort and she promised that she would. Then, later, she told a barefaced lie and kept on lying for just under a year. Also, she doesn't have the strength of character to defy Josh to keep a promise to her best friend.
Oh, and there was one other reason that she hated me, which was something about the Leaver's Ball next month. But that's an even longer story.