Well, school has been crucial, and a little bit on the stressful side. Luckily I now have a friend I can trust, a friend that'll be there no matter what. Mia became my everyday study buddy, and I'm now helping her with things she's having difficulty with. But I'm not so sure if she's using me. Lately she's always asking me if she could come over for some help. And well, I said yes *face palm*. It's been really hard to concentrate on my grades. She's letting me mostly make her good marks. It's becoming really really really annoying. Ugh hold on she's calling me again.
Mia: Hey Ella!
Ella: Oh hi Mia. What do you need?
Mia: You know the gargantuan English test on Friday next week? Well of course you know. Can I maybe come over so you can tutor me? Please? I'll bring bring a box of pizza and donuts.
Ella: Well, I don't know I'm also studying for the test too. I'm pretty busy.
Mia: OMG you are a life saver I'll be there in like 20 minutes. See ya!
-phone hangs up-
See what I mean? Ugghh sooo bothersome! She is really clingy. I remember she told me one time that she changes schools every year because the friends she makes never last long. And because she's bored of making new friends in the same old school. I think I'm understanding it now. I have never felt this stressed in my life! Well except for when I'm studying for finals. But I always listen to music every time I study but now I cant because she says it's way too annoying. Ugh girl, speak to yourself. Even if I say I'm busy or if I say no, she never listens. For some reason, no is a yes to her.
-doorbell rings-
Oh no it's Mia. I rush downstairs to open the door, Out of nowhere she pops out and scares me. I knew it was coming. But she barges in like she lives in the house, rude! She heads to the kitchen and puts the pizza and donuts onto the counter. Then she drags me to my room, but suddenly she says "Oh wait! I'll go get the pizza!" really loudly. I could even hear her feet stomping on the floor as she descends the stairs. As soon as she arrived with a box of pizza in her hands we start studying. Is this going to be my life for the rest of the school year? Filled with irritation?

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