I'm accidentally a pick me and I fucking hate it

Pretty much, 3 months ago I met a guy that I really like. He was small and skinny, didn't really talk to me much, and I had no idea that he was into me until he asked me to go out on a date with him. But his friends- they made me feel bad for no goddamn reason. They called me a fake friend because I was hanging out with him instead of them, and they would accuse me of trying to trap him into a relationship. Then they tried to frame me into doing something wrong by telling me to do things that were against his boundaries and then acting hurt when he had to say no. Then they wondered why I stopped hanging around them. It was all so weird.<br><br>I think it really bothered them that I didn't like them like that because I was pretty, or at least that's what they told me all the time. But I was just not- I didn't find them attractive in any way. I just don't get why anyone would try to make me like them, but I feel like a lot of people try to. I'm finally dating someone that actually likes me for myself, and we're really happy.<br><br>I've been called a "stacy" and a "pick me" and I don't know what either of those are so I looked it up and I am kinda pissed that people I don't even know are calling me a bitch for accidentally being with someone that actually cares about me.<br><br>So no, I don't think I'm a "pick me," because it's not about attention, it's about the fact that I'm not a bitch. And no thank you, I don't think being a "stacy" is a bad thing. I mean, she's really fucking hot.