Love, Rosie (15 page)

think
it
was
just
an
excuse
for
Brian
the
Whine
to
get
permission
from
his

parents
to
have
a
party
to
be
honest
because
the
two
of
them
never
liked

each
other.
Not
since
that
pizza
in
James’
hair
incident.
But
anyway
Whine

held
the
party
in
his
house
and
invited
all
of
his
friends
and
I
don’t
think
me

and
Alex
knew
anyone
in
the
entire
place!
The
people
we
did
know
we
can’t

stand
so
we
left
and
headed
into
town.
You
know
that
pub
O’Brien’s
where

we
held
your
surprise
21st?
Well,
we
went
there
and
Alex
had
the
bright
idea

of
standing
outside
the
door
and
pretending
to
be
the
bouncer
of
the
pub!

(There
was
none
on
the
door
that
night
because
it
was
only
a
Monday

night.)
Well
he
pulled
it
off
anyway
because
he’s
really
tall
and
muscley,
you

know
Alex!
Anyway
we
stood
there
for
ages
turning
people
away;
I
don’t

think
he
let
one
person
in.
Eventually
we
got
bored
and
headed
inside
to
the

empty
pub.
Of
course
me
and
Alex
ended
up
getting
all
weepy
about
him

moving
away
.
.
.
Apart
from
that
the
night
was
brilliant.
I
miss
the
times
we

had,
just
us
together
like
that.

You
wouldn’t
believe
how
lonely
it
is
at
school
these
days.
I’m
just
short

of
getting
down
on
my
hands
and
knees
and
begging
for
someone
to
be
my

friend.
How
pathetic.
No
one
really
cares.
I
spent
the
last
few
years
ignoring

them
so
they
don’t
feel
like
they
really
have
to
talk
to
me.
I
think
some
of

them
are
even
enjoying
it.
The
teachers
are
loving
it.
Mr.
Simpson
called
me

back
after
class
to
congratulate
me
on
how
well
I’m
doing
lately.
It’s
shame-

ful;
Alex
would
be
appalled
if
he
found
out
I
was
actually
working
at
school.

I’m
horrified
that
things
have
gotten
so
bad
that
I
actually
pay
attention
to

the
teachers.
They’re
the
only
people
who
actually
talk
to
me
from
one
day

to
the
next.
How
depressing.

I
wake
up
in
the
morning
and
I
feel
like
I’m
missing
something.
I
know

that
there’s
something
not
right,
and
it
takes
me
a
while
to
remember
what
it

is
.
.
.
then
I
remember.
My
best
friend
is
gone.
My
only
friend.
It
was
silly
of

me
to
rely
so
much
on
one
person.
It’s
all
coming
back
on
me
now.

Anyway,
sorry
for
whingeing
on
and
on
all
the
time,
I’m
sure
you
have