Skylar was my bestfriend. She had pale skin, bright red hair and hazel eyes. She had a beautiful yet mischevious smile. She was really smart, and on multiple occasions, three thousand seven-hundred and 14 to be exact, she let me copy her answers for a test. She always knew what to do. In our dull grey world, she was a rainbow. Wherever she went, people felt joy and excitement. One day I was alone at the swings (because a loner gotta be alone) and she walked up to me sat beside me and said "hi". Her voice was like a choir of angels. It was at that moment I knew I loved her. From that fateful moment at the swingset we hung out every afternoon after school.
