There are 4 people I hate, and I don't hate people easily.

This is a long story but here it goes.

Right before last summer I was slowly getting close to a girl but it was incredibly difficult, she said that she liked me (more than a friend) but every time I asked her out she said that she was busy and then snapped me a photo of her laying on the coach (10 min later in a different convo) this happened 3 times and i was giving up (I would never ask someone 3 times but it sincerely felt like if she wanted to go out). Right after the 3rd time this different girl who was kinda into me started talking to me more and we got along really damn well, I never had to ask to hangout it just happened spontaneously. Then the first girl got wind of this and decided to hint really hard at me that she has a lot of free time now and I decided to ask her one last time (4th) she said yes, the hangout was awkward and I have lost all of my interest (it was decreasing ever since the first rejection). Me and the second girl started to hang out a lot and it was like a dream and I really started to like her. The first girl and her friends spread rumours that I was cheating on her (1st girl) which of course I didn't as a. We were not together (nor were we dating and b. I didn't do anything physical with the second girl we were just have a great time. They kept spreading rumours (they were the most popular girls in the school) and trying to make me feel bad and the second girl was moving away to a high school (she was 1 year older than I) I panicked and ended things with the second girl (I was a young idiot back then, vulnerable to peer pressure) I regret that more than anything else in my life and I really effing hate those 4 girls who tried to ruin my reputation and relationship (Which they did in the end)