Know When To Hold 'Em
Dear Kelli and Rachael,
I am a bad friend. This is true, but you would already know this because I completely ditched you two after half-promising to consider this 10pm volleyball-hangout session where we do each others' hair and talk about what Bobby told Tracey to tell me about my parents being gone for the weekend.
But instead of seriously considering anything involving you two, I high-tailed it out of here with Beth and had serious adult conversations about sex and fist fights we had each participated in and how I would so totally punch my sister's ex-boyfriend in the jaw if I ever saw him again, and from what I remember about his tiny 16-year-old frame I could totally take him.
Still, this is the second week in a row I have ditched you two, fist fights or no. I would never choose to engage in a real fight with either of you: you are both too sweet and too fun and Kelli would totally kick my ass. I admit that freely and know when to cut my losses.
Valette
