Best Friends | Calum Hood

02

-Stephanie's Pov-

I opened the brown wooden door. My home. As I stepped in, I could breathe back all the memories while I lived here ever since I was born. As a child, I could remember my parents always playing with me in the living room. My dad would lift me up and throw me to the ceiling, my mom would have her tape recorder filming, smiling behind the camera. As I entered junior school, I could remember my dad teaching me and helping with my homework in the living room. My mom would always call us to the dinning room yelling," Dinner's ready!" Dad and I would race to the table and I would always win because dad was letting me. During my junior years, I also met my best friend, Calum Hood. He was a scrawny kid sitting at the back in math class. He was good in soccer. He was the organized, neat kid. He would always be the first one who'd reach the class. He wasn't the most popular kid but everyone was missing out.

He was kind, gentle, caring. We had so many memories together they were countless. We'd always go to alternative's houses on Friday to hang out, do homework, watch movies and chill and we called them 'Friday Fun'.

But I was the terrible best friend. I left him without giving him a reason. But I couldn't tell him the reason. I didn't want him to be upset. I did not have time. I remembered begging my parents to allow me to go to Calum's house for Friday Fun for the last time. He was probably waiting with a bowl of popcorn in his arm and the CD Toy Story that we agreed to watch that day in school. But I couldn't, my parents said I had to leave immediately or it was going to be too late.

How are you now Calum? Are you still that scrawny, neat kid? Did you have your first love yet? Was I replaced? Do you hate me? Did you wait for me? What do you do now on Fridays? I'm sorry. I miss you.

I went up to my bedroom, it was empty. I packed everything with me to the states. The walls were still light pink, my desk was still at the corner of the room and my queen sized bed.

I sighed to myself at the forgotten memories and started unpacking and placing everything back to its original place. Not forgetting the picture of me and Calum on my nightstand.

"Stephanie? Dinner is ready! Come down!" My mom yelled from the kitchen.

"On my way!" I yelled back. I quickly changed from my airport outfit to a lose tee and sweatpants.

I went to the dining room and saw our favorite on the table. Mom would always cook this for us back before we left. It was her chicken casserole bake.

"It's been awhile." I softly said, smiling. I took a seat and closed my eyes as dad said the prayers.

"Amen."

I took a bite of the chicken casserole bake. It was phenomenal. So many memories flashed back.

"So Steph, starting from tomorrow your father is going to leave for his work at 6, and I will fetch you to school and then leave for my work." My mom said.

"Alright, which school do I go to?"

"You're going back to your old school, dear."

Going back to my old school? I would be hated, a lot. Everyone would ask me why I left, why my long silky black hair became short. Why I became so skinny. They would also hate me for leaving Calum. Calum. I would see Calum.

"But mo-"

"Stephanie, don't fight it. We don't see the problem. You have friends there. It won't be hard." My dad smiled at me. If only the knew how hard it was.

Bed time rolls around. It was a Friday night. I sat on my bed and looked out the window down the street where Calum's house was.

"What are you doing now Calum? Do you still remember our Friday Fun?" I looked over to the picture frame on my nightstand.

"Goodnight Calum." I smiled at the picture frame and wished him goodnight, just like every other nights.