The yellow note

Hi, my name is Sophie, and this is the story of how I got my bestfriend. 

It all started in high school, a place where everyone was trying to fit in. I had to choose school in the middle of the senior year, something I thought was going to be a living hell, but it actually turned out pretty well. After just two weeks, I was told to hang out with the popular kids. It was a big step for me. Moving from another school because I got bullied, then two weeks later I end up being one of the cool kids. Before I start telling you the story, you have to know who Laura is, or was. In my opinion, she was the prettiest girl in high school. She wore big glasses, and always a pony tail. The only thing that bothered me was that she was so quiet. She never said a word, or looked someone in the eyes. Laura, the girl who became my best friend.

They all looked at me and smiled, everyone. I got used to it very soon, the fact that everyone wanted to talk to me. I knew that I had become one of the popular kids, not exactly knowing why. Maybe it was because I was the new kid, and I was being tested for some reason. Again, not knowing why. After many days, exactly fourteen days, I realized that they actually liked me for who I was. The feeling that someone appreciated that I was alive, was absolutely amazing. Back to the story; "Hi!" Said a girl standing in the crowded corridor as I walked by. Of course, I said "hi" back, I did not want to be a mean girl. I smiled to everyone, also those I did not like that much.

As time went by, the school bell rang, and suddenly it was silent. You could hear the clock ticking loud and clear, pretty annoying, to be honest. I casually sat down, next to her. "Hi,", I said knowing you would not answer, "how are you?". I waited, but you kept your tongue in your mouth. Ever since I started, you did not reply to any of my questions. I was worried about you; was something wrong? The worst part was when you looked at me, you had tears in your eyes.

I knew something was going on in your life, but I did not want to ask. I felt so useless, like, I really wished you could talk to me. Eventually, the period was over, and I could go to my friends, those who made me feel loved.

I grabbed my new gymnastics bag and went down the corridor, on my way to the gym. "Have you seen Laura, she looks ridiculous. She really needs to learn how to dress herself!" one of my friends said, knowing that Laura walked anxiously in front of us. I really wanted to just punch her right in the face, but I did not, fortunately. I loved Laura's clothing style, she looked so great in her black skirt and t-shirt. As it happened, I tried to shut my ears and just ignore it, like I already had for two weeks, but I could not do it. "Laura!" I shouted, while I ran down to her, bravely. "I love your skirt; did you know that I have the exact same skirt at home?" It took her awhile to understand that I meant it, but she did, gracefully. Slowly, she turned her head, looked me in the eyes, and smiled. I felt a warm feeling inside me, a warm feeling I had never felt before. It was the first time she looked at me. It was the first time she smiled at me.

I hated gymnastics in high school, especially when we were going to change clothes. Back then, I did not really like my body, so when all the girls were talking about how fat and huge they were, I got kind of sick. If they were huge, I was enormous. At that point, I just wanted to be alone, not talk to anyone, or look at anyone. Gymnastics went by, nothing special happened, just boring as usual.

On my way to English class, I opened my modern locker. I was just going to grab my English books, when I noticed a note flying out of my modern locker. It was a yellow note, just an ordinary post-IT note. Suspiciously, I started reading, hoping it was a love letter. It was not a love letter, not at all. It was the note that changed my life;

Dear Sophie,

Please do not throw this paper away, just continue reading, please. Before you started at our school, I was the most unpopular kid, not that it has changed. I got bullied a lot, and my family did not care at all. I felt so worthless, and I wanted to change school. What I mean is that, since you started at our school, I have felt appreciated. I have felt that someone actually sees me, and likes me for who I am. Thank you for saying that stuff about my skirt to me, it meant a lot, really! Just that you have been saying "hi" to me, has made me feel more self-confident. And, sorry if I have been very quiet, I just have a problem trusting people.

Thank you, again. I hope we can talk to each other more!

Love Laura

Julie Berg Sjøbrend 15år