I believe it was about a week or two before Christmas break my sophomore year. It started when this girl, lets call her B, decided to turn my life in to a living hell. B was once my friend and sadly two of my other friends, let’s call them A & C, decided to follow her and believe her. I had been putting up with B’s crap for a while now, and it was getting to the point where I couldn’t stand it any more. She and A would always leave me behind, and she just treated me horribly whenever she felt sad or mad, or get in trouble or something bad happened. Anyway, it was after band and we were heading to lunch and I stopped to talk to one of my friends about our duet and asked B & A to wait. Of course they just kept walking, laughing the whole way. I was pretty pissed about them not waiting, when earlier B had freaked out at me for not waiting for her to go to geometry. When I got to lunch I sat my tray down and it took them a few minutes to realize I was there. B looks up and goes “Oh there you are”, I looked at her and said “Well I told you I need to talk to someone and asked you to wait.” She looks up and me and smiles her little daggered grin and said, “Oh we didn’t hear you.” That did it for me; I finished my lunch in silence and then just walked away. It didn’t take long for B to realize that I was mad. So she started tell A& C lies about me. This went on for like a week, and then that Friday in band C came up to me and just ripped into me about something that I never said or did. I was so shocked and mad that I started crying. When I looked up I saw B, smiling her little grin. At lunch she came up and apologized to me and told me all this crap about how I was like a sister to her and she couldn’t tell me when I was being annoying, blah blah blah. And of course I being me forgave her. I use to let people push me around and B knew that. Well things were going fine.... for awhile, and then B started pulling the same stuff again. So knowing what had happened lasted time, I simply just didn’t sit with them at lunch. B of course started telling C stuff about me again and sadly C believed her. I did realize though after two days that the reason why we were fighting was dumb. So I wrote them all a note saying I wasn’t mad at them and I was done, I wasn’t going to fight. B tore it up and was telling everyone that it was mean and they should have read it. In the lunch line I’d hear say “Oh C I’m sorry for DITCHING you, I didn’t mean it,” and she’d look right at me and smile that little grin. Things like this continued for the rest of the year. Every time I’d go to my locker I’d get a look, every time I’d talk to a friend she would interrupted, I couldn’t even walk down the hallway without being glared at by either B, A or C. Things were said behind my back. It got to a point where I didn’t want to go to school anymore, I had loved school. I knew that everyday she’d be there waiting to attack me, waiting to see if I’ll break, waiting to annoy\me. I would come home everyday in tears. My parents told me to ignore it and stay away from them, but it was hard. Some how though I was able to ignore it, I realized that I didn’t need her as a friend. I’m usually a very happy up beat person but during this I got super depressed, but I did eventually get over that and I was myself again. Of course when B saw this, she was mad, so she’d try to do whatever she could to make me mad. During the summer C came up to me and said that she couldn’t stand not talking to me, so we worked things out. B wasn’t too happy about this, about the beginning of this school year, B decided to turn things around, she started in on C and C saw that dagger smile and realize that she had been wrong and that she should have listened to me. So C came and apologized to me realizing what I’ve been going through. I found some things out. B still talks about me behind my back, when someone ticks her off she says they are just like me and oh, she calls me the B. word besides that. Now she doesn’t just smile her dagger smile at me, but also at C. I just don’t understand why this has gone on for a year now; maybe the daggers in her smile are just too sharp, who knew. All I know is that, I let those daggers stab me before, but they won’t now, I won’t let them.