My name is Sydney. I live in California, and I'm 17. I go to highschool, I'm a Junior. I live with my dad BC my mom passed away when I was 8 from brain cancer. My best friend is Nash Grier, we've been friends since 2nd grade..
*******FLASHBACK*******
It was recess time and I went to the monkey bars. My favorite. And I started to play on it and I fell...I am very clumsy at times. I fell off and the teachers weren't paying attention so I sat there crying. Then a small 7 year old boy with bright blue eyes comes up to me. I look up at him and he sits by me. "Are you okay?" He asks. I didn't really pay attention in 2nd grade that much and I was kinda a loner, so I didn't know his name. I look up at him and he looked concerned. "Yeah, I just scraped my knee" I respond looking at the scrape on my knee sniffling. He then leans forward and kisses the 'booboo' and I watch him..."My mommy told me kisses help the booboos" he smiles at me. I looked back at the scrape and I feel a whole lot better. "What's your name?" I ask the blue eyed boy. "My name is Nash, what's yours?" He helps me up on my feet. "My name is Sydney" I say wiping the dirt off from where I sat.
****END OF FLASHBACK***
That was the day I met my best friend. After that we hung out every day and still do of course.
I have other friends... Cameron Dallas, Carter Reyonds, Aaron Carpenter, Jack Gilinsky, Jack Johnson, and Nash's brother is like my little brother too. I have mostly guy friends yeah but that's because girls can be a lot of drama. But I have my other best friend Emily. We've known each other since 6th grade. I mostly get along with everyone, except one person.. Taylor Caniff.. I hate him. And I always will. I will never forgive him..He bullies me everyday, and makes me feel like nothing.
