In our little garden we would play and chase each other to our hearts content and I would tell him all my troubles even though in a way I knew he couldn't understand he would listen to it all and would always console me. But as I got older he faded and I regarded him as a mere childish imagination.
When I started high school I met Haven, whose parents were rich but hardly paid any attention to their daughter and in some way Haven and I became best friends and are still are even at the age of 18 and only one semester to go before graduation.
“Hurry! Guess! The bell's gonna ring! “She says, her voice hoarse, raspy, like she smokes a park a day even though she only tried smoking once.
I stall, thinking of the last person she'd ever want to be mistaken for.
" Is it Tessa? "
" EW. Guess again! “She pressed tighter.
" Is it Marilyn?"
She laughs and let's go.
“Nope! It your one and only best friend “she says before leading me outside.
Today, I'm going on a nature trip to the mountains and even though I wanted Saffaire to come with I knew she couldn't.
Saffaire turned to go but not before pulling me into a bone crushing hug.