The Time I Broke My Promise

  "We will still be friends next year, right?" Loni* asked last June as we sweated through our P.E. laps.  "Promise me."
 "Yeah," I say "Sure. I promise.". 
Truth: I didn't mean it
  Loni was annoying. She was rude to some people because they were rude to her. I didn't want to stop being her friend because other than me and Kendall*, she didn't have any friends. Or so I thought.

  In History last year, the desks were set up in groups of three. You got to choose where you sat. Even though we could, the groups stayed the same almost all of the year. It was always Kendall, Loni then me. But towards May, Loni switched Kendall out for Autumn*. Without asking Kendall or me. Soon I sat with Loni and Autumn. As for Kendall, she sat with Ekene* at another group. That's when I became seriously fed up with Loni. 

  I started to sit with Ekene and Kendall instead. And we had a lot of fun. Then over the summer, she went to Idaho and I stayed in XXX (My state). Our friendship fizzled out by September. And now, this year, we have no classes together anyway. 

  But I still have this nagging feeling of a promise I broke.And I keep seeing that look in her eyes. So is it okay to break a promise?

I still have no idea. Even almost a year later. 

 Have you ever broken a promise?

Emily