i remember when she came over for the first time. not as friends. it was the most awkward moment we've ever had. but nothing beats her walking through my backyard door. ripped skinny jeans and black top. and her readhead. it was still pretty early in the party, i mean it was a party meant for four year olds. we couldnt go any where, so we just stayed outside, on two seats next to each other. she got an ice cream cone that they had brought. she didnt want it, but she forced herself to eat it. a little before halfway of her ice cream, she began to play around with water bottles and each others phones. she took mine, opened the camera and took a picture, with me in the background at an uncomfortable angle. i guess it was iconic, i dont kow, but it was something. but what i remebered most about that was when i accidently threw her ice cream. i mean if im honest with myself and her, i pretty much did her a favor,but she go butthurt about it, and still hasnt let go of it yet.
