Spirit Lead Me

Friends and Tears

By the second week of school, I had made a friend- her name Emilia. By the third week we were inseparable best friends. We were quite the pair, me the loud, bossy one; her the quiet, soft spoken one. But together...

I don't know what we were together. But we made each other better. I got her to talk way more, and she taught me that it's sometimes best not to say everything that's on your mind. Soon we got to the point where we acted and spoke somewhat similarly. People sometimes even mixed us up.
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The first time I went to Emilia's house was also the first time I had ever been to a friend's house. And the first time I had ever seen her cry.

The first thing Emilia wanted to do was play with her Barbie's, which I was surprised and delighted to see that they were missing a lot of their shoes and other accessories, just like my Barbie's! She had a Ken doll with a tux and a wedding gown for Barbie. We had a Barbie-style wedding. I got Ken because I had never had a Ken doll.

It was fun for a while, but I started to get bored so we wandered over to her younger sister Garcelle's room, where we found Garcelle (or as we called her: Garcie). I let out a gasp at what I saw in the corner. SHE HAD AN ARIEL MAKEUP TABLE THINGY!!!!!!! WHO WOULDN'T LOVE THAT???!!!!! I rushed over to it and asked if I could play with it, and Garcie obliged. She even offered to do my fake makeup! So I sat down and she went to work at my tan face and extremely long, golden brown hair. I did not notice Emilia slowly getting up and leaving. When Garcie was done, I went to look for her in her room. I found her on her bed crying- her short (compared to mine), dark brown hair in disarray- because I was her friend and I was playing with her sister- not her. I hated seeing her cry, and I was going to start crying myself. Her mother, Miss Ellen, as I called her, came in after hearing that there was some conflict in the peanut gallery.

"Emilia, what's wrong? Don't you want to play with Jessie?" She asked.

"Yes, but she was playing with Garcie," came Emilia's muffled reply.

"But you could have played with both of them. What's Garcie supposed to do while you girls play? Instead of playing with your friend, you came and shut yourself in your room because your sister got involved. That is not very nice, so I suggest that you go play with your friend."

Emilia nodded, wiping her tears on her sleeve, refusing the one I offered. Not that I actually blamed her- mine had a jelly stain on it.

After that, I prepared myself for more tears from her so that I wouldn't break down when she cried. But there was no need, as I later found out that it's not often that she gets caught crying.
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I had other friends in my class, we had our own little group. Well, I guess it was kind of a big group for such a small school. I attended a private Christian school, which consisted of three teachers, nine grades, and roughly twenty five students- all ranging from ages four to fifteen.

My friends were all in kindergarten, and two of them were in first grade. Mathias and Melanie were our first graders, whom we considered a couple. The rest of us, Brock, Caelan, Mitchell, Emilia, and I, populated the kindergarten section. We were quite the group, and even brave Mrs. Brown said, and I quote, "I didn't think I would be able to do it. It was the biggest class I had ever had, and most certainly the loudest. I have no idea as to how I made it through that year, but I did."

Mitchell was my enemy, but Emilia had known him for, like, ever, and so they were friends. I chose not to question that, and got along with him as much as I could (fine: was physically forced to by my SO CALLED FRIEND EMILIA) because he was Emilia's friend.

Brock was my crush ever since I laid eyes on him. But I could actually talk to him- although at that age I don't think it was hard for me to talk to hardly anyone.

Caelan was a mystery. He wasn't really friends with anyone, but he still got a membership card to the group. I thought of him as my friend though.

Mathias was my on and off friend for a while, but finally made it to second place on my friend list. We paired him up with Melanie for like, ever.

Melanie was also one of my best friends, and after becoming friends with her, I found out that she literally lived a few blocks away from me.

We were all so different, yet great friends. Even Mitchell.