Marie used to be my Best Friend. One day, she accused me of

Stealing her sequin-trimmed raspberry-flavoured fountain

pen. We had a terrible argument and she decided she would "never

speak to me again... ever!" So Marie became my Worst Enemy. She

organized a gang with three other girls and three boys in her class.

At recess, they would pass by me snickering nastily just to make me

feel bad. Then I found a new pal, Charlotte, who sits next to me in class,

and I decided l'd organize a gang too. So there! Marie wasn't the only one

to have bright ideas! But a gang with only two members isn't much fun...