Sometimes being nosey doesn't just get you in trouble, it gets you burned.

Ouchhh. Yes, it burns. It stings; it kills. Let me introduce you to my stripe called NOSEY. Yes, yes, I'm very nosey. I can actually keep secrets, though people don't believe me. Which is why all the secrets I keep are usually either those closest to me or my own. Anyways, I like to know everything that has to do with everyone. My friend, Brendan, he's the one who told me he thinks that Spencer likes me before. The reason why I got rejected yet again. I don't blame anyone though, but that's not anything about this. Brendan is probably my best guy friend and I trust him. He knows that I like Spencer, and he knows that I got rejected by Spencer. My best friends don't know that; none besides Brendan. 

Last night, Brendan, my best friend Marj, and I went to a volleyball game to cheer on my friends Caleb and Van on the the junior varisty game and Marj's boyfriend on the varsity team. Brendan was teasing me, telling me that he knew a secret that involved Spencer and I. After about twenty minutes, I finally stole his phone and read the text. He wrote that Spencer was just using me, playing me; obviously. He said that because Spencer doesn't talk to me in school much. I texted him back and said, I know. I suppose part of me figured, but I didn't totally knew.

Later that night, after the game; when we all were home, Brendan texted me. He explained that what I had read was just part of the secret. I wasn't sure if I wanted to know more, but being so nosey, I had to. He told me that from his observations, he thinks that Spencer really does like me, which is why he wouldn't tell me that he didn't like me when I told him I liked him. But Brendan also thinks that nothing will happen only because Spencer cares what people think, and his varsity soccer friends are pretty hard to impress. Basically, because I'm not friends with them, I'm not good enough. Not by Spencer's standards, though. 

It made me feel kind of better.

But my best friend said that she thinks he's such an ass; bahh he's an ass. That's all she talked about. I kind of want her to shut up because she can't see that she's dating an asshole while she's telling me that I like one.