Someone's Happiness (Different)

Nikki is talking to the most popular girl at school, Tiffany, when little miss popular says something really... stupid... An original monologue by me

Tiffany, what happened? Why are you crying? (beat) You’re crying and complaining because one of your friends doesn’t understand what you went through to get your dress? Dude, does that really matter? You’re one of the most popular people at school! Some people don’t understand, okay? It doesn’t matter. (pause) You’re life is horrible?! You push so many people around just because they aren’t like you, or they don’t like what you do. If you think your life is so hard, look at someone else’s"like mine. People don't understand what I go through, what happens to me, what I do to do my best. I have always felt like wallpaper, like an outcast. You’re the most popular person at school. It always seemed like I didn't quite fit in with everyone at school, everyone in the groups I had to be in. I was always told to be myself and express my opinion and how I feel, but most things are just easier said than done. Being the one who just doesn't fit in, things don't always turn out as you want them to. Things aren't always what they seem. You find a friend who you think cares about you then just suddenly stabs you in the back, proving they were just using you. Sometimes, they only want you to help them with homework, or get close to one of your friends. They never cared, they only used you. Most people don't understand what that's like, so some of them decide to use it against you. A lot of them decided to use it against me. Some of my "friends" just decided to use me. They never really were my friends, they only acted like it. No one has really understood that, it’s not like anyone really will. But I don't blame them; no one should have to go through what I did. No one deserves to be treated like dirt or be pushed around by someone who thinks they're bigger than them. You shouldn't let yourself be a doormat, but you also shouldn't be the one walking all over it. You should allow everyone be themselves, even if they're different. Now I hope you’ll think about what really matters to you--a stupid little dress, or someone else’s happiness.

Author's Note

I hope you liked it. It's not all necessarily fake, but it's also not all true. Nor did I make it for someone. It just happened. I hope y'all enjoyed. Please leave suggestions and tips for my writing. Thanks!
-Willa