Forget, Change, Pretend

                I’ve always know that change is inevitable. It’s been clear to me since the day my dad died. No matter how much you wish for something to stay the same its useless.  So, I’ve learned to accept the fact that you can’t stop change. Changes happen all around you, it’s a clear fact. I’ve known this my whole life. Not because I was ever told, but because it is my life. Ever since I was a little girl I was always, switching schools, cities, and houses. There’s only one thing-or rather person- that’s ever been with me that hasn’t changed, but I was about to lose that. Because standing in front of me is my best friend looking as different as I could possibly imagine.

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                “Dani! Guess what?” I heard Jordan, my best friend, yell. I rolled my eyes and continued to flip through the channels on my T.V. “Dani.” He said, dragging out my name. I continued to ignore him while taking some chips from the bowl on my lap and shoving it in my mouth. I was definitely in one of my moods. Usually, I wouldn’t have this cold demeanor to him like I would for everyone else, but if I was in one of my moods I didn’t seem to care who it was.

                “Daniella, listen to me.” He said, firmly while blocking my view of the T.V. I groaned, and put a pillow over my face.

                I thought for a while before what he called me registered. “Don’t call me that.” I warned, giving him a death glare before retreating my face back under the pillow. “Anyway, what did you come to bother me about this time?”

                Jordan chuckled and I could already tell he was shaking his head. There was a moment of silence before he said “I am moving.” I just laughed at his remark and threw the pillow at him.

                “Don’t you mean we’re moving? I guess mom just hasn’t bothered to tell me yet.” I said, breezily. I wasn’t worried at all because my mom and his dad worked in the same company so whenever he moved, I moved. Jordan’s expression turned grim and he looked me in the eye which was usually not a common occurrence because of his fear of eye contact. Maybe that’s just with other people, but if that’s the case he doesn’t seem to use that to his advantage. If its an advantage at all that is.

                “ I mean that my dad is taking a job in Las Vegas for a year. It might last longer though.” Jordan said, backing away a little. I couldn’t believe this. My best friend from when I was born, the only friend that I actually opened up to and trusted was going to leave me. Sure, he was a little nerdy and weak, but that’s how it worked for us. I protected him and trusted him while he was always there for me whenever I needed him, whether it was important or not. We were a team, a duo.

                I shook my head. I can’t think like this. I have to let go. “Don’t worry though. I promise I will be back by freshman year. And I will definitely be changed. You can count on it.”

                I smiled, “You better be, or I’ll beat you to a pulp. And are we still on that whole changing thing? I think you’re fine with your nerdy self and all.” I said, sitting up.

                “Gee, that really boosts my self esteem. Thanks.” He said, sarcastically. Before I could control myself, I jumped off the couch and hugged him as hard as I could without squeezing the air out of him which might I say wasn’t very hard. He was taken back a bit, but then I felt him hug back.

                “You better be back.” I murmured.

                “I promise.”I heard him say. And I knew I could trust him.

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                That was a year ago. I smiled at the memory. I looked again at the boy standing in front of me. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that showed off his toned body with a grey hoodie over it. To follow up, was his blue dark wash skinny jeans and converse.  His brown hair was in a messy bed head style, but unlike before it actually looked-I can’t believe I’m going to admit this- hot. A smirk was on his face to complete the average cocky popular jock look.

                “Surprised?” He said, referring to my shocked expression. I mentally slapped myself. Snap out of it I scolded myself.

                “Why would I be surprised that you’re back? You said you’d be back and if you weren’t by now I would have hunted you down and killed you.” I said, as a matter-of-factly, knowing I was completely off track. He shook his head and slammed me to the wall of my house where I was patiently waiting outside for him.

                “I’d like to see you try.” He said, menancingly. I tried to take my wrists from his grasp that was above my head. The only result I got was making him hold on harder. 

                “You’re hurting me.” I said, tears forming in my eyes. I gotta admit he’s got quite a grip now. Before I was the stronger one, I was the one that always did the hurting and beating up. So, is it really possible that this is Jordan? The one that I know, at least?

                He seemed to stare off into space for a while before he snapped out of whatever he was in. “Sorry.” He murmured, letting go of my wrists. I gave him a death glare and he gave me a sheepish smile which made me smile back at him. The reason being it was the first thing I saw come from him that was actually the Jordan I knew.

                “Anyway, do you want to come in?” I said, gesturing to my house.

                “No. The only reason I came here was because my dad said that he wanted me to drop by and say hi to you. So, I’m gonna go. See ya around.” He said, walking away. I think my mouth literally dropped down to the floor when he said that and got into his dad’s car.

                Did that really just happen? That was NOT the Jordan I knew. He would never refuse to come in my house. He wouldn’t imply that he was practically forced to come visit me. What’s going on? Jordan talks like a total jock now. I mean ‘see ya’. He never uses slang. In fact, sometimes he would correct me whenever I used it.

                I shook my head. It’s all going to be back to normal. This is all a dream. I thought, consoling myself. Once I got in my house I went to my room and collapsed on my bed.

                What happened to my best friend?

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