Significance of You

XVII

Meeting her was a complete surprise. I'd never even known her before she came to my school. I seen her around and I knew she was this gorgeous person. She was happy. Perhaps she was too happy. I only knew her name. Her first name. I didn't get to learn her last name until almost halfway through the year. She was a choir kid. A theatre kid like me. She was a part of this one play production we had. She had to play a kid and it was hilarious. She dated of my best friends. They're still together now.

I went to this play to see both of them. After the show, the bows, the pictures, I came up to them and congratulated them. They had done amazing. I was sitting on the edge of the stage and she came up to me and hugged me. I almost fell trying to hug her. This was the beginning of our friendship. After that, we were on the same play. We grew closer and closer during rehearsals and it made me feel so much more comfortable around her. I cried to her and she cried to me. I got closer with her boyfriend as well.

With her, I never thought we'd be friends. She just seemed entirely too happy to me. She seemed like nothing could ever get her mood down. I couldn't believe that someone like that existed. I remember the first time I seen that she wasn't always happy. She broke down crying to one of her friends and I didn't know her well enough to comfort her. She was just sobbing in the halls and I seen that she had more than one side to her. After that, I looked at her differently. She was vulnerable like me.

As we got closer, I would go up to her and her boyfriend in the halls and talk to them. I'd admire her makeup for the day and how curly his hair was. To me, these two were perfect for each other. He was just as eccentric as she was. She had the best vibe to be around but she had her moments where she wanted to act like a brat. When that happened, I laughed at her behavior and just go on about whatever we were talking about. Her makeup looks intrigued me each day because they were so different.

Meeting her was by surprise. Becoming closer to her was a blessing. Being able to call her my friend was something I never believed I could do. But now that I can, I talk to her everyday. It's not significant but we just make small talk all day long. We make each other laugh, cry, and we build each other up. As friends should. I know I can go to her if I need help. She has prayed for me when I needed it the most. She'll tell me randomly "Hey, I prayed for you last night." and it'll make my days so much better.