Ashton and I have been friends ever since the third grade. It was the last week of school, and I was so excited. Every day we would walk home together (because we are neighbors) . "Heather! Wait for me!" Ashton scream from across the hall. I stopped. Ashton was always late, clumsy, or distracted. "So i was wondering if you wanted to meet my old friend, his name is Luke. " Ashton asked, while out of breath from running. "I don't really know. You know I am not good with new people." As I mess with my bracelet, when I get nervous. I had a pink bracelet and Ashton had a blue bracelet, they both had best friend on them. "It is fine . He is really nice.
