Making my way inside of the changing rooms,I set my bag down and sit down on a chair which to my luck was free.Jennie sits down in front of me,in tears and I can tell she's mad at me for not helping her.

I did try,but she ignored it.

"Did you solve every exercise? I didn't."she said,making me want to sigh.

She was doing this on purpose.As much as a good friend she was,I hated it so much when she acted like this.I wouldn't blame though,because her parents want her to get straight A's too,since her grades have dropped a bit this year.

It's probably because of Instagram.It has become like a drug to her.She's always there,talking to people mostly and if you're hanging out with her and you have the app on your phone,she'll ask for permission to check her dms real quick,but that real quick turns into minutes and probably into hours.

She didn't talk to me for the rest of the day,not even during lunch break.I had to sit on my own as I would focus on my food and I'd try my hardest to ignore the stares I was getting. I'm pretty sure Jackson and his posse were making fun of me for being all alone.

I don't know why we didn't even talk.Was I supposed to make the first move like always or...?

Even if she would act like this sometimes,she's a really good friend so I can't stay mad at her.I'll just leave her alone today and try to talk to her again tomorrow.

I hear laughter and I look over at the group of boys who quickly look away from me.What I'd give to wipe those stupid smirks off their faces...