Paige's POV
Miranda and I walked into my house and went up stairs to my room. "Well that was something." I say jumping onto my bed.
"Sure was." Miranda jumps on the bed next too me.
"I kinda want to know what she wanted to say, don't you?" I ask.
"Maybe a little, but it's just that I hate when people walk out of my life and think they can come back anytime they want." Miranda throws her hair up in pony tail and lays back down.
"It makes sense what you're saying, but maybe she had something important to say." I say while looking for my stash of food I hid in my closet.
"Paige, can you just drop it?" Miranda says sternly. "I don't want to talk about her right now."
"Okay, want some m&ms?" I ask.
"Are they peanut m&ms?"
"Obviously you nut." I laugh and toss her the bag.
There was this album of photos under the bag of food, I decide to take it out and see what kind of pictures were in it. On the front there was a really old picture of me and Miranda.
"What's that?" Miranda asks with a mouth full of food.
"An old photo album of us. Wanna look at it?"
"Ooo yes let's look at how much we looked like rats." We laugh.
As we look through we find a picture of us at my 7th birthday, it was only the two of us, it's been like that since day 1, just me and her.
"That party was lit." Miranda laughs.
"Yas and those dollar store cheese balls were the bomb." We die laughing.
"Gosh I'm glad we're best friends." Miranda says with a smile.
"I'm glad we're best friends too." I smile.
-Miranda
