The OutLiers

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     I watched as Jeremy's familiar number flash across my screen. Slowly I brought my finger right above the accept call, but retrieving my hand back almost as instantly. No, I was still mad at him. I thought. But was I really? Still debating with myself I saw Jeremy's text then popped up on my screen.

PLEASE ANSWER I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!

I almost laughed.

Swiping my fingers across the screen I began texting, stalker much.

Hales! Please, why are you mad at me, please tell me what I did. Jeremy responded.

Shutting my eyes I could almost hear his voice scream, Hales! A familiar nickname he had given me since around the middle of 6th grade.

I can't believe it took us that long to become friends.

The only reason Jeremy and I had even became best friends was because of my brother, Ian. He had joined me in a group chat with him, Jeremy, and another guy named Aiden. It was quite funny texting with them, and Aiden almost made me die of laughter every single time.

Though eventually Jeremy had added me in our own private chat, so we wouldn't spam the group chat as much ( as Aiden would say ).

I remember spending late nights texting with him, helping him with homework, even going so far by helping him come up with something for Mother's Day. I had gotten countless 'Thank you's!' In return, but somehow it was never enough.

I was never enough.

My world came crashing down when I realized I had form a set of feelings for him, one that was unusual for me. So when I got ready to tell him Jeremy had confessed that he was head over heel's for this popular girl named Ally. He said that she was practically proof goddesses walked on earth and the most prettiest girl he'd ever seen, which only made me envy my own features. "Have you've talked to her?" I remember saying.

Jeremy had shaken his head with a frown. "No but she's so nice! And I really want to talk to her."

This angered me. I could practically feel fire pulsing through my veins as I'd let out a cry of defeat. She was nice? I thought wickedly. She wasn't the one who stayed up late on boat loads of school nights to help you with homework when I had my own! She wasn't the one who spent countless hours playing dumb video games with you and talking to you.

She wasn't the one who became your best friend.

But maybe that was all I am.

A best friend.