He was a skinny little thing, with his big brown eyes and a soft blend of blonde and brown hair. All the girls in my class liked him. Except me of course, I didn't trust the male species. Because i was more of a mature yet shy child, i didn't really like kids especially not boys. I was perfectly fine being by myself, but at times i did feel...
"Julie Sheridan, would you mind showing our new student Noah what we've been working on these last couple of weeks?"
I happily obliged and I told him we had just learned about the solar system. I kid you not, every girl in that class had their jaw to the ground and envy in their eyes. And why? I didn't understand! I hated boys. But regardless, Noah was an intelligent boy who knew far more than I did.
Everyday we played on the playground,and we were never apart. Which looked odd from afar because I was always a fat kid,and he was the skinny kid. I call it the 'Timon & Pumba Effect'. He taught me how to spell 'Mississippi' and i taught him to use the monkey bars. For a while,Marcy Gibson used to play withus,but she never like the sweat. We both thought she was a total princess in the worst way. We became bestfriends quickly.
I later found out he lived across the street from me, in the yellow house with the tulips out front. From that point on we were like brother and sister. Our mothers became friends and it was as if we all became one happy double decker family. There was nothing I loved more than running through the sprinklers with Noah and drinking lemonade,or camping out with our parents in the backyard listening to the classic rock station, eating marshmellows. It was like we gained three new family members.
For the very first time in a long time,i felt like I loved my life.
And of course as we both grew up, Noah and I were made fun of. People would constantly ask if we were "boyfriend and girlfriend". I mean this was fifth grade, so was anything else expected? Through it all, there was absolutely no doubt that Noah was my best friend and to me he was alot more than just someone i could call my boyfriend an hold hands with. And at the time that's all I thought being a boyfriend meant. And Noah was far more special than that.
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What We Were
Teen FictionA young Julie Sheridan, living In a small town In Illinois, Is just about to start off her senior year with her life long friend Noah. As she discovers the courage to accept the things that change her, she realizes that she will have graduated with...