The quest for friend-ship

Then he went away...

But, he did not look like his usual self. His hair was not gelled like usual, he did not have his usual,... sparkle.

" Tim! " I exclaimed, trying to pretend I had not noticed his unusual appearance. I ran up and gave him a hug.

" Oh, Andrea. I am going to miss you. " He said, the tears welling up in his eyes.

" What on earth do you mean?" I asked. I was scared about the answer.

" I'm moving. Andrea. My dad has been offered a job in America." He replied, the tears streaming down his face. Kenny walked past and started to shout.

" Look at gay boy. Over emotional or what!! " He shouted.

They are so pee-ing me off right now. Just ignore them Andrea, you know that you are better than them. What am I thinking, it is only Kenny. He is harmless really.

He has not been the same ever since Lindsay started school. He has become all show-offy and arrogant. Most boys are not like that. Must just be his character now he has matured.

" You cant go Tim! You are my only friend. Please, tell him you cant, please. " I was desperate. we had been friends since the first year at secondary school. I was the first person he told when he realised that he was gay.

" Believe me, I have tried to but he said that it would be a huge mistake to not go and that it would make a better life for us. " Timothy tried to explain. " He said that we would have money that we could never have dreamed of getting over here. I can call you and write to you... Please dont be too upset Andrea. It will be ok in the end, I promise we will keep in contact."

I nodded, trying to hide my despair. I have no-one. My parents just do not get me and Tim is my only true friend. He does not laugh at my parents behind my back, he loves my mum and dad. He hates his. They are most probably moving because they hate me as one year I kinda set light to their house. Long story, I shall tell you later.

I dont get on with girls as much as I am a tomboy and spend most of my time out on the football pitch with the boys. I dont do girly either. I dont wear make-up, I dont really care if I am in fashion or not and I certainly dont freak-out from a little spider. I have a pet spider, well my parents do. Having me and getting that spider was about the only non embarrassing things they ever have done and probably will ever do.

Anyway the day flew by and before I knew it, I was at home, eating floppy oven pizza and frozen chips. I hated this kind of food. I prefered expensive steaks and fancy vegetables not baked beans, pizza and chips....