As awful as I felt when I watched him walk away from me last night, I still managed to stay friends with him. I still needed to be friends with him. If I couldn't have him in that way, I still want his friendship... but I was still going to be upset. Unlike what JD presumed would happen, I refused to let that happen. We were destined to meet for a reason, to be friends, and I needed him. Quite honestly I don't know how to handle life without friends.
Starting at a new school in a new town for sophomore year of high school was awful. I didn't know anyone to begin with and starting high school only made things worse. Overall the biggest thing that I dislike is the fact that we moved north. I was perfectly fine in my little home in the middle of the US that actually had all four seasons but now we moved to the cold. The only seasons that were here in Massachusetts were cold, chilly, freezing and cold. It was awful.
This new school thing wasn't really fun, I despised being the new kid, but everywhere I went I was always the new kid. I've been moving all my life due to this lovely job that my parents have together. It generally was in the midwest, then the literal middle of America and now...
It's been almost six months since I befriended Larissa and four since I befriended JD. In the meantime while I had to give the two supposed lovebirds some privacy, I decided to tap into being a little outgoing. I made a close friend, Ashlee, that I know would never go after the guys that I like. Okay, yeah the only guy that I do like is taken, but still. Instead of focusing my entire attention on Larissa's backstab and JD's heartbreak I focused on the friendships that I wanted to survive.
One weekend about a month after the two of them called it official, I asked Larissa to hang out with me. We spent time together hanging out, watching movies, throwing a sleepover but it troubled me to sit there and listen to her talk about JD for hours straight. "Like he is so sweet and caring and knows exactly what I want. It's crazy cause he likes the same things as me," she kept saying.
"Yeah he surprises you alright," I point out not so sarcastically.
"I'm like so so surprised that nothing ever happened between you two cause I mean we're basically like the same person. But at the same time, I'm glad it was me, you know. He's definitely my type, but your type seems different. What's you're type, Delilah?"
Your boyfriend, I wanted to say but instead I offer, "I don't really know. I guess loyal, sweet, funny. Great personality and really good looks. Preferably a football player, but I know that's never going to happen."
"Oh no. Have you seen our football team? They play as pitiful as they look."
"Damn," I sigh
"So maybe you won't get a football player but I can try to see if Jason Dean will hook you up with one of his soccer friends."
"Sure," I roll my eyes expressively.
Our contagious laughter back and forth proved to me that our friendship could not be defied by some idiotic boy. Who cares if she took him or what, we were just two best friends getting through life together. Looking out for each other on the way there. In school whenever I would be around Larissa, JD was always there. I learned how to be able to stop myself from only looking at the negative things our friendship possessed and focus on the positives. We were still friends, no doubt about that. I thrived off of three great friends.
Things started to change when I realized that I was JD's "person". Instead of going to his own girlfriend when he had issues, he came to me. Although I always wondered why, I never questioned it. A part of me liked how special he made me feel whenever he asked for help so I didn't want to let that feeling escape. I knew that would happen if I asked. If I questioned why he came to me, he wouldn't want to feel like a burden on me any longer and no longer confide in me in things, but I was his best friend, I was always there for him, no matter what.
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Never Set In Stone
Romance**I release on Tuesdays and Thursdays** Best Friends. They're caring. They're exciting. They're supportive. Until they're not. Until they stab you in the back and destroy your life. Until they make all your happiness disappear. How else could the ha...