We sat beside each other as the long movie drew on. We talked and gossiped and laughed at her as we stared at her back. Her roots were dark as charcoal and were in a deep contrast against the bottle blond of her hair. Her curves oozed from her sides. We found it easy to make fun of her. Everything was turning around and plummeting downhill. It all had happened so fast. This is what always seems to happen with girls. One minute you are friends and the next you aren’t even talking. Sure, it depends on the person but deep down all girls—and guys though they will deny it—crave the petty arguments we know as drama. Without it, life is boring. It is all a matter of being able to control the drama before it controls you. This is what guys have over us. They get in fights just like us, but are a different breed since they don’t care enough for the drama to escalate to the next level.
First semester had passed and the weather had grown dreary and cold. We had begun as acquaintances last year as the flowers bloomed and clouds snuck away from the sun’s warmth. Summer came and I got to know her under the heat of the sun. As school came back into session we talked and texted as our status changed. Suddenly I was her ‘best friend.’ The whirlwind had taken me by surprise and swept me away before I had time to think. I did not heed my friend’s warnings of her true character and gave into her. I realize I am a pushover. I don’t pay attention to everything around me and am blinded by the intensity of everything that surrounds me. Not everyone notices everything, after all people only see what they want to see. And a new buddy, seemed like good news.
Winter came. Temperatures dropped and the atmosphere changed. The good times faded and fighting and drama took its place. My eyes were opened as if they had been clouded and obscured by the summer. She was no longer carefree and fun, but now she thought too much and had a talent for holding grudges. I found myself trapped by her and desperate to find a way out. Holly felt the same way. We slowly tried to fade from her mind. Hoping that she would simply forget us and we could slip out of her grasp. No. This would not happen. Drama, drama, drama. This only provoked the animal and everything escalated. If only she had been a guy.
Nothing was ever the same. We found ourselves looking at her and taunting her. We were in the same class as her but never talked. The dismal silence that separated us grew as words eroded the friendship Holly and I had with her once. Kaput. It was done and over, the summer came and overtook the winter. As the cold dreary weather melted away, so did the beast.
New times were ahead and all that was left was to move on. If only it was that simple. Things would never be so easy. Though I try I am still connected with her. I revealed my secrets and let her see my heart. A bond like that is not easily forgotten and only time will tell whether I can completely forget. I hope I can. In the meantime, I take it as a lesson and will learn from it. Math and philosophy were not the only things I learned in school that year. I grew up and my eyes were opened to the brutality of people. Nothing is fair and just in this world and there is nothing we can do about it. Everything is so much easier when you are ignorant. If only I had been aware enough to avoid her in the blinding light of the summer. Maybe then I could have remained in the dark.
First semester had passed and the weather had grown dreary and cold. We had begun as acquaintances last year as the flowers bloomed and clouds snuck away from the sun’s warmth. Summer came and I got to know her under the heat of the sun. As school came back into session we talked and texted as our status changed. Suddenly I was her ‘best friend.’ The whirlwind had taken me by surprise and swept me away before I had time to think. I did not heed my friend’s warnings of her true character and gave into her. I realize I am a pushover. I don’t pay attention to everything around me and am blinded by the intensity of everything that surrounds me. Not everyone notices everything, after all people only see what they want to see. And a new buddy, seemed like good news.
Winter came. Temperatures dropped and the atmosphere changed. The good times faded and fighting and drama took its place. My eyes were opened as if they had been clouded and obscured by the summer. She was no longer carefree and fun, but now she thought too much and had a talent for holding grudges. I found myself trapped by her and desperate to find a way out. Holly felt the same way. We slowly tried to fade from her mind. Hoping that she would simply forget us and we could slip out of her grasp. No. This would not happen. Drama, drama, drama. This only provoked the animal and everything escalated. If only she had been a guy.
Nothing was ever the same. We found ourselves looking at her and taunting her. We were in the same class as her but never talked. The dismal silence that separated us grew as words eroded the friendship Holly and I had with her once. Kaput. It was done and over, the summer came and overtook the winter. As the cold dreary weather melted away, so did the beast.
New times were ahead and all that was left was to move on. If only it was that simple. Things would never be so easy. Though I try I am still connected with her. I revealed my secrets and let her see my heart. A bond like that is not easily forgotten and only time will tell whether I can completely forget. I hope I can. In the meantime, I take it as a lesson and will learn from it. Math and philosophy were not the only things I learned in school that year. I grew up and my eyes were opened to the brutality of people. Nothing is fair and just in this world and there is nothing we can do about it. Everything is so much easier when you are ignorant. If only I had been aware enough to avoid her in the blinding light of the summer. Maybe then I could have remained in the dark.
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