Chapter Five: No Soap for you!

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"It's better to look back on life and say: "I can't believe I did that." Than to look back and say "I wish I did that."
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"I am so proud of you Amanda." Amy said, smiling. "It's so not like you, to call me up to do something epic like this... I love it!" I smiled back at her. "I'm living every moment I have to the fullest." Amy gives me an award winning smile back.

Amy could seriously be a model if she wanted, I bet she could make the front cover of a magazine. But she's a great yoga instructor.

I have to admit, I did have the case of the nervous butterflies. Amy looked at me, as if to say come on already. I gulp nervously, and hidden in a crowd of people, I dump a container of soap in the fountain that was in the middle of the walkway, with shops all around.

And very quickly soap spills out, it's like a wave of soapy suds. Children squeal and dive into the soap. Shop owners come out screaming, parents are glaring around. Amy pokes her finger in the soap and puts on a soap mustache, I do the same. I feel like we're fourteen again, young and crazy, doing stupid things.

Amy and I start laughing but once the cops walk over, we run back to my car, laughing the whole way. "Oh my gosh Amanda! I cannot believe that you literally did that!" Amy remarks. A grin spreads across my face. "Me either." Amy gives me a high five. I still feel the adrenaline running through my veins.

I start laughing and I turn to look at Amy. "You do know that that was illegal." Amy chuckles, "my gosh Amanda, that was vandalism, of course it's illegal." A mischievous smile covers her face. And tonight I feel like I'm really alive.
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"Oooo let's watch the bachelor, that guy's really cute." Amy says, as I'm flipping through channels. "You have a boyfriend!!" I yell, chucking the remote at her. "I know! I know! I'm only joking." I really wish that I had what Amy had. A loving boyfriend, someone who loves and cares for me unconditionally.

I eye her and Liam's promise ring. I can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Amy and Liam had what you call puppy love. They were all over each other. They met on a cruise ship, romantic, I know right. And God knows it'd be sooner or later that Liam will actually propose to her. Probably sooner.

They've been together for two years now and that spark of fire hasn't left either of them. I can tell why Liam loves Amy and still feels that fire for her. She's got those sea like blue eyes that sparkle with adventure and mischievousness. And every time she smiles, everyone around smiles too. And she has a great laugh, the kind that makes you laugh too. And her self esteem, where do I start there. If Amy was to date anyone else or if Liam and her didn't work out, it'd be a mirror.

She walks with her confidence, she wears it on her face. Amy was a mystery, even if you've been best friends since diapers. Everyday you found out something new about her. Not only is she my best friend, but she's like my sister. And I love her. "So what's next on the bucket list?" Amy asks. "Zip lining."

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