Ever since kindergarten, Sam and I have been best friends. All the sleepovers, birthday party's, bullies, flakes we used to call friends, all the fights, the moves, the transfer of schools, and we managed to stick together.
Like glue on paper, Sam never left my side and I never left hers. I love her more than any boyfriend I have ever had. Combined. On my the last day of collage, the last day of my softball career, no I didn't go to the pro's. But I don't care ( yes, I would have liked to go), but that's way past me. Me and that good ol' Sam were going places, some places we never thought of. We were a going. We had decided to move into a apartment together, it was small but it was cozy, warm and loving we loved it..
