Heather has been my friend since we were in 3rd grade. We had the same teachers most years. We did cheer together. We stayed close in middle school, but we had different classes so I didn’t see her as much in school, but we still got together after school and on weekends.  We both made new friends. A few weeks ago, heather passed me in the hallway at school and I waved to her. She looked away. The next day I saw her on the bus and went up to her but she moved away. After that, she never talked to me again. I have no idea why.

Some boys in one of my classes who sit near to me keep asking me where I got my shoes and laughing. They do dumb stuff like sing ‘what are tho-o-ose’, pointing to my feet. They did it every single day. I told my guidance counselor. She talked to them. They stopped saying that, but they still look at me and laugh.

When I came back to my locker after 5th period, I saw a note stuck to my locker. It said that people hate me. It said that I thought I was cool but I wasn’t. A few days later I saw another note stuck to my locker. It called me a bad word. I showed the notes to my friend and we tried to figure out who could be doing it. We have our suspicions but are not 100 percent sure. Eventually I threw out the notes. But I always wondered who did it.

What would you do?

My friend Lori told me that my other friend Amy really does not like me. She said that Amy thinks that I am a show-off during cheer practice and that I try to get all the attention for myself. This does not make sense because Amy and I are good friends. We do cheer together and we talk every day.  Lori thinks that I should stay away from Amy and said that she is doing me a favor by telling me. She does not want me to talk to Amy about it. Lori is my friend so I want to listen to her, but I like Amy too.  I am confused.

Kids always make fun of me at recess. Last week we were playing kickball. I was playing with a bunch of kids who were really good. I was in the outfield when the ball came towards me. I tried to catch it but the ball slipped out of my hands. The other team laughed at me. The kids on my team were mad. I felt  terrible.

There is a group of girls who sit at the same table every day. I don’t know them that well, but I know that they are all on the school basketball team. They are always talking about stuff like parties and movies they went to.  I got to the cafeteria late one time, and all the other tables were full. Their table had 3 or 4 empty chairs. I went to the table and started to sit down. They told me that I couldn’t sit there because their friends may be joining them! I just walked away and ate standing up. And no one else even joined them. Sometimes I HATE my school!