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Surprisingly, I went through with my words. 
I called my mom and asked her, more like begged her to initiate the process of transferring me back to my old school. Unsurprisingly, my mom called me an idiot and asked me to go do something productive with my time and to stop second-guessing everything in my life. She also explained how she couldn't transfer me back to my old school because this academic year's admissions have been closed. She called me a few other choice words and went as far as to remind me of the million times over the last week when she had begged me to rethink my decision to leave. She even had the gall to tell me that she was just now starting to be proud of the way I had taken charge of my life, deciding to start fresh and all that.
I then proceeded to call Terry and vent to her about my less than fair first day at school. 
"I met Evelyn!" I said as soon as she answered my call. 
Terry scoffed. "Hello to you too."
"Come on, Terry! I need to talk to you," I whined, "I met Evelyn."
"Well, if that's the name of your new best friend, I don't want to know."
"That's the name of Piper's half-sister."
As Terry reeled from the shock of my words, I pushed myself off the wall and decided to take a walk around the campus; to try and see if I can get a map of this place inside my head. People were running around the ground, on their way to either the library or the after-school sports activities. The lacrosse players were shirtless, their jerseys hanging over their shoulders as they ran past me probably in the direction of the lacrosse field, their lacrosse sticks secured in their hands. They were laughing, pushing at each other in a typical teenage boys' fashion. Some boy even catcalled me as they jogged past, and then they were giggling like little girls, so proud to have catcalled someone.
Gah! I hate them.
"Piper's half-sister?" Terry asked after a long pause. Her voice was full of wonder. A part of me had even forgotten that my best friend was on the other end of the line; that was how silent she had been. "The girl that Piper met once and despised with her entire being – that half-sister?"
"The same one," I scoffed, "Although, I can see why Piper would despise her. Evelyn is the sweetest girl; she's smart, beautiful, and get this – she's the book club's moderator. And I so badly want to join the book club."
"Sounds like you adore her and you've met her only once," Terry took in a breath, playfully sneering at me. "Are you trying to replace me? So soon?"
Laughter bubbled out of me. "Not in this lifetime, love."
"Good. You better not even be thinking about it," she said, "So, Evelyn Stevens? You think she could be a potential future friend?"
"I don't know. She's genuine and nice," I sighed, "But you know where being friends with her gets complicated."
"It's not complicated if you don't make it, Addie," she said, "Look, Piper's out of our lives, for real this time. She's been whining and scowling and pouting all day today at school, and I didn't give her a second of my time though. And you are so far away from here, you shouldn't be giving her a second of your time either. If Evelyn is nice to you, and you think you can be friends with her, be friends with her. Don't let your ex-friend stand in the way."
I took in a deep breath, nodding to myself, "You're right. I shouldn't even bother thinking about Piper anymore."
"Good."
"But maybe I should tell Evelyn? That I know her half-sister? That I had been friends with her?" That she was one of the main reasons I decided to switch schools.