I join them. When we joined we were like the three amigos, never wanting to be separated. But one had to be in the other class.
As the months grew, we grew closer. Until that one day where everything changed.
One told another not to tell one something. But she did anyways. The girl that the secret was about was so sad she never talked to the secret teller again. The secret teller was mad at the person she told for telling her secret. She never trusted anyone again.
Don't tell ok?
I'm never talking to her again!
Ya, she said that.
The three amigos were split. Now it was the original two, and the other girl was rejected. She never had and strength, and she lost the little she had.