- I was a weird girl, I was quiet. I still liked cartoons for little kids. I was awful in gym class. I was in for a rude shock when we all got older. Suddenly, friendship was conditional. I was one of the casualties in the conflict to find friends and stick with them.
- We first met when we didn’t meet at all. We were assigned to send each other letters from across the school. I looked forward to reading yours, I hoped you looked forward to reading mine.
- It was a sunny warm day, less than a week before our three-month freedom. I have a feeling most of the other pairs talked as they ate, but ran off afterwards to enjoy recess with their normal acquaintances. In truth, I paid no attention to anyone else. My eyes were on you. I felt a connection immediately, I wondered if you felt it too.
- You tried to infiltrate me into a “club” that you and four others had created to talk about your favorite video game. At the time, I knew little about the source material. They questioned me, you tried to whisper the answers in my ear. I didn’t wait; I blurted out, thinking that my approximate knowledge would be let me sneak in; It really didn’t. I think the club split up after that. I felt bad, you didn’t seem to be upset.
- It was summer, life would be unrecognizable for three months. I was focused on having fun, living life. I only had to see my friends, the ones I truly knew and loved. I didn’t think about you much.
- Until we a new building while the air was still warm, clinging to the summer like the rest of us tried to do. Everything was new and unfamiliar, except for you. I saw you again. I chose to play the flute this year; your parents made you. We reintroduced ourselves. We never left each other’s side unless we had to.
- On our favorite website, you linked to my profile page. And called me your best friend. It was a label I was cautious to throw out. The ones who previously held that title misused it. I sat at my computer, practically glowing. How can one sentence make me so happy? I was grateful that I had someone I could trust to hold those two sacred words for me.
- We the were weird girls, the quiet girls. Girls that refused to change, girls that were dealt cruelty because of it. We were the girls that were exactly what we needed.