New Enemy's You were standing before me, your vibrant blue eyes looking ever so painful. The curls in your bright yellow bleached hair bounced as you took long strides over toward me, we're I sit with a deep look of tranquility forced upon my face. Your footsteps got louder and louder, and finally I could see you standing before me as I sit trying to act clueless, but I knew what this was about, I was uneasy. I could feel a tinge of guilt in my chest, my palms sweating, and my eyes shifting ever so slightly for a look of escape. "Why" you mumbled "why did you take him away from me, I tho-tho-thought we were friends," she began to cry, the tears slowly streaming down her face. I could feel a bump form in my throat "so did I" I mumbled. I had set her off, she clenched her fists in two balls looking straight down at me "John doesn't need a girlfriend like you!" She screamed. I knew she was right I knew I was wrong, but what could I say to make this right, everything I do I screw up at anyways. Again she looked into my eyes looking for an answer, I had none to give. " well we're not friends anymore are we," she uttered, "no friend of mine indeed." and with that she stomped out of the room purse in hand and hatred of me in the other.