Firiah ➳ T.J. {IN EDITING}

True Friends

Miriah's POV. 

There are two cops at our place.

"Would you like a ride to school?" One asks.

"No I'd rather walk" I say. "Just take care of her for me."

"I will do everything in my will to help what with what she's going through" He says.

Then he smiles at me and goes back to my mom to question her.

I walk out the door and head to school. While I am walking I see Zachariah, Marilyn, and Mark waiting for me where we always meet before going to school.

It was under a small willow tree that was planted there when Zachariah and I were 5 years old.

We called it "Little Willow" because when it was first planted it was so small. It look like it was so skinny and the smallest wind was going to make it snap.

Now it isn't so small anymore. It is very tall, it's like 8-9 feet tall and 3-4 feet wide.

"I can't believe you guys waited for me." I say.

"Hey, we can't go anywhere without our main mistress, especially not on the first day of school." He says fake punching my shoulder.

I fake punch him back.

Zachariah and I go way back. I met him when I first moved here. We hated each other so much. He hated me so much that once he decided to put worms in my lunch box in kindergarten.

When he did that I pushed him of the monkey bars at recess and he broke his arm. We went to the hospital to visit him and I felt really bad. I was 4 and he was 5 then. On his 6th birthday he said that he was going to give the biggest piece of cake to his best friend. I knew it wasn't going to be me but to my surprise he gave it to me. After that day we were as close as peanut butter and jelly. I never knew why he gave me that cake, but I'm surely glad he did. 

"You guys are going to get in trouble you know that?"

"Doesn't matter, plus it's the first day of school. What would they do to us?" Mark asks.

Mark met Zachariah and I when I was 6. We were at a picnic Mark was a lone so Zachariah said that we should go hang out with him. After that day Mark, Zachariah and I became very close friends.

"I love you guys" I say.

"Yeah but you know, I'm your favorite" Marilyn says.

Marilyn and I met when I was 10 she was 11. We met in school. Kids were constantly picking on her because she had braces and huge glasses. She'd always cry because of it. She was also a little over weight.

One day I was sick and tired of it so I decided to stand up for her. Zachariah and Mark helped me too. With a little bit of help Marilyn went from chubby glasses girl with braces to a smoking hot blonde chick that looks like she came out of a magazine.

Zachariah and Mark helped her with exercising and I help convince her parents to let her wear contacts. Then her braces got taken off the following year and dyed her hair. 

After that we stuck together like paper and glue.