Okay so, when I transferred school from elementary to middle school, I quickly clicked with this one girl. We had another friend, but she moved after about a year.

Then there was this other girl and we kinda became friends. Kinda, because actually they were sorta like part-time friends? They used to bully me and then again have my back. They were nice to me one minute and horrible the next. But I always considered them friends. If I hadn't, I would have been left without any friends and I didn't want that to be my reality once again.

Since they were bullying me, we have had many ups and downs in our relationship. I just wanted to belong. In 8th grade I shared a room with them on a school trip and one of them would always hit me with some stuffy(that was very hard for a stuffy) when I was lying in bed, trying to sleep.

In 9th grade we all participated in a student exchange and were best friends until one of them took pictures and videos of me without me noticing and without my consent. In fact, when I found out, I had told her to stop and delete any pictures or videos she had of me, that I hadn't consent into being taken.
I thought she had and we were on good terms, but after the summer vacation we were in High School and we were separated. They were in another class than I was, so I never had any lesson with them but one. Eventually, that one girl who had been taking pictures of me showed me a video she edited, using all the visual material she had of me. She sent it around school. It was bad, but I got over it.
We weren't friends anymore.

But, you see, I am not made to be alone. Therefore, I have tried keeping contact, but it didn't work out well, which I might be glad of.

Anyways, we are in senior year now. Well, one of them is in junior year because she stayed a year behind when we were sophomores.

Our new semester started almost two weeks ago and she has transferred schools(which is actually quite sad because she was in my group of friends).

And now the other girl has told me she is going to leave the school next week for some internship in Berlin.

I'm the last one to be at this school out of the group of frenemies I have had since I was about 10 years old.

I don't know this feeling, but it is weird.

Note for myself: contact Tina in about 5 to 10 years and ask her why she always wanted to make my life as terrible as possible.