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Past
1960
It's my last year here at elementary school. And next year I'm starting middle school.
It all comes so fast. I don't know what to expect next year, mainly because it's so far away and I never think about it too much—I never want to talk about it too much.
Some things were for sure. Like how I know when I go to middle school, Carly will be by my side, who has been my best friend for like over a year. And maybe Jenny.
When I started fifth grade a few months back, I was told to be a leader for the younger students at this school and how I was their role model. More accurately, all the fifth graders at this school are. We had a whole presentation on what to expect during our first day of school.
And I was proud to be a leader.
I hope being in fifth grade has nothing to do with what just currently happened.
Or maybe I thought it was like that.
It all started one day in December, three months before the winter break that was coming up.
"Hey." Carly said to me on the way to school. We were walking in a chilly December. Yes, we're both allowed to walk to school on our own now. "Hi. Ready for the math quiz?" I asked.
Carly sighed, ignoring my question. "I have something to tell you. Something important." She said. "Should I tell you it now or after school?" "Uh, is it bad news or good news?" I asked. I think it's bad news judging by her expression, but it really could be anything.
"Bad news and very important." Carly said. I thought about it for a moment. Better to just get it over with. "Sure. Share it now." I replied.
Carly stared at the ground for a moment. "So," she managed to spill out. "I'm moving." Suddenly it all made sense why Carly seemed so down—she's moving but she doesn't want to move.
"Really? Where? But it's not that far, is it? Like maybe just a few neighbourhoods over. We can still visit each other." I said. Suddenly I started to cry a tiny bit when I realized what Carly meant. "Oh. I'm so sorry. I hope we'll still see each other outside of school, but I..." I trialled off. "You were my best friend. I don't know if I'll survive school without you. I don't know if I'll survive middle school without you." I spat out middle school as if it tasted like rotten apple.
"You were my best friend too." Carly said, and she hugged me. I hugged her back. "When are you moving?" I asked.
"The better question is, where are you moving, which you haven't asked. I'm going to tell you anyway. I'm moving to New York." Carly said. I gasped. "New York?? Why?" I asked. Okay, now I had a million questions—and I was starting to miss Carly. Really Carly. So we can't even see each other on weekends anymore, unless I wanted an airplane flight every now and then.
But we can still see each other on breaks, like spring break. We have to." My sisters stupid art school. Older sisters. I really hope she didn't get in because she was so annoying and older sisters are really mean in general and everything, but she got in. I don't feel happy. If she makes art school, that means my whole family is moving. That means I'm moving." Carly said. "All because of some art school in New York. Ugh."
"And you're moving to another state. Far away from Montana. I heard that Montana and New York go by different time zones." I asked. "Yes. It's true. By two hours. Unfortunately."
