vaness

budda

We connected on cold, hardwood floors that have been worn down from years of shoes and energy surrounding it. The room seemed huge, or maybe I was just pretty small at the time. I was not aware of the memories that we would create in that room. The years of laughing until we couldn't breathe. I asked you for a book, a very brave move. The way our friend groups were designed led to me being expected to hate you, yet you handed me that book. I finished half of it in that 30 minutes, and then gave it back to you. I remember catching your eye while I handed it back to you, making me warm, the type of warm that even those huge fans couldn't cure. The bell rang, telling me to go to the next class, but I left that gym with a different feeling than what I had felt when I entered.

I spent the rest of the day with my friend group and you spent it with your friend. I've got to say that my mind, however twisted and brainwashed it was at the time, still thought of you as moderately kind. I didn't understand why my friends hated your friend, and it seemed stupid. (Of course, later on, I understood why they hated that bitch)

The day buzzed by, and it was time to go home. For some reason, instead of skipping along with my friends and sitting with them, I lingered in the back. I guess I got that I didn't belong with them. The smart- "elite". I couldn't follow all their rules, so I did what anyone would do. I went to the back of the line.

I saw you there, and we made the most awkward small talk. A couple small chuckles and jokes later, we started talking shit. That seems to be our thing, doesn't it? After a while, we seemed to lighten up. We sat together on the bus, making jokes, playing games and talking about music. I'm sure we got a few stares from both rivals, but we showed them, right? We chose peace, we chose each other over "popularity". You chose me and I chose you. I like to say that I chose you the second you handed me that book. Budda Boy, wasn't it? It was terrible. It definitely wasn't my idea of perfect, but I loved it. It was the start, and I don't think we'll ever have an end.