for him [bxb] ✔️

9 // fab four

  Kayla. Kerianne. Natasha.

My friends, close or acquaintances,  had always been girls and whether that is bad or good has yet to be gained knowledge for me.

For years since the start of each of the friendships in primary school, our small Jewish community had called us "the fab four"; known for being great with makeup, pranks and double dipping soft serve.

It was a happy time with these charismatic girls, and as time wore thin on our necks and innocence dispersed beneath our waistbands, so did tolerance for our homes and for each other. It became incorrigible that each drifted to their own crowd and to each their own future awaited.

In passing, we all remained good friends who time to time would share memories of past events or jokes from older years. But as all three girls found respectable new groups to associate with, I remained alone and without a crowd to share my own thoughts and feelings with.

This all changed when I decided to sit beside Emerald.