First girl, Alexa.
It's funny how you've circled into my life. I used to work with your boyfriend and you would come around constantlyyyy to check in on him and assert yourself to his coworkers, I'm guessing. No one was even interested in your boyfriend and hey, maybe you two were having issues, but something seemed off about you. Your boyfriend shaved his face one day & I told him I didn't even recognize him and he said, "yea, my girlfriend had me grow it out, she's pissed that I shaved it." Seemed a little weird to me, but I dismissed it, got a new job and completely forgot about you.
I then start seeing you around my college and avoided you like the plague, as I try and trust my gut on my impressions of others. My long term boyfriend (we'll call him Q) also goes to the same college and starts telling me about this girl in his homework group, who sits in front of him, seems a little "off," nothing too crazy, but just a little weird. Weird enough for him to bring it up to me I guess. My friend is also in Q's group and sits right next to him and would constantly tell me how Q is always saying how excited he is to finally move in with me and can't say enough great things about me, so I know you overheard these conversations and knew he had a serious girlfriend. Fast-forward to, what, a year later and Q and I go to grab coffee. As we walk towards the coffee shop we hear "Q!!!!!!!!!!!!" and we see YOU of all people leaping from your table, where you were having a conversation with a friend, running towards us. It's apparent Q has no idea who you are (because who remembers a girl in their homework group from a year ago) and you embarrassedly tell him "It's me, Alexa, from ksjdkek class" He then remembers who you are and introduces me, where you awkwardly dismiss yourself without even acknowledging me. I, of course, question Q about the encounter, where he tells me that you're obviously a weirdo and that he never had a one-on-one conversation with you and that all of your conversations revolved around homework with your group. No intimate details, no personal stories, not even a joke between the two of you. As Q has never lied to me (& truly is an amazing person), I have my own history to think you're a little off, and my friend would've told me if Q was being weird with you in class, I believe Q. You clearly had a crush on him, knowing he had a gf. We then see you around school where you give us the most awkward glares. We then find out that you get engaged to a guy you've never even dated and have only known for a total of 8 months (quite the talk of the school). Half of this time you were holding out for my boyfriend apparently, which is a strong basis for a marriage *sarcasm.* Your fiance is obviously enamored with you, however, and doesn't realize how bad it makes you look when he says things like "Alexa complained that we didn't get engaged sooner" and when he posts a before and after picture of himself when you two get married (like a month after the engagement lol) where he also admits that you've made him grow out a beard and you pick out his clothes. Clearly you wanted a husband to fit in with all of your friends who are married. You don't even seem to like him; you just picked the first scrawny man you could manipulate and the extent of your control of him probably reached much further than most are aware. Whatever, though, hopefully your marriage keeps you off the back of other gf's guys! You have some major fucking issues
