Part 14: She's Angsty Because We Moved
Our new church group is about as bad as I thought it would be. They like me and my sisters there but I am always wishing that I was with my old group. Gaston and I are still together despite not seeing each other as much. We see each other on the weekends and we have a lot of fun. I don't really get why he only wants to see me on the weekends but it's better than nothing. He and I get in really brutal fights though. If it's not great, it's horrible. One day, we text fight so badly that I decide I will only have this conversation face to face. So my good friend and I get in her car, drive to his school and I demand that he come out and fight with me in person. We are yelling, throwing our arms around, pointing fingers and cursing. He puts his finger really close in my face and my friend looks like she's going to get out of her car to intervene. People are staring while we yell at each other on the field. He tells me that people are telling him that I'm bad news ...