Is that really her?

A whole 12 years of friendship.

*A/N For full effect is recommended listen to* ( Perfect two - Auburn )

It feels like I knew her for eternity. She was the coolest friend one could have! Growing up together lead to a lot of fun times for us.
Going in my backyard and running around our big apple tree.

Playing hide and seek in my big backyard for hours and hours. Trying to be cool on my little motorbike as a kid. Always trying to act like I was cool so she could hang out with me more.
She probably knew the truth but she was always awesome.

Sometimes we would throw apples over the fence to the neighbors back yard. We'd climb on my family playground in the back yard.
We'd eat fruits from the fruit trees my family planted long before I was born. Cherry's, apples, peaches, nectarines, plumbs, strawberries, raspberries, apricots, we had them all. An I loved every bit of it.

Though not all things have such a happy ending. He family ran into some problems that lead to her moving to another part of town.
An I ended up stop seeing her all together .
I really missed her, she was my best friend. Even tho she was like 2 months older then me. We'd would argue over it so much as kids and we'd just laugh about it in the end.

We were together all the way up to age 12. Then she had to move and we would only talk to each other maybe 1 time a year.
It was horrible an as a 12 year old it hurt a lot. I didn't have many friends in school, I was pretty awkward and she usually broke the ice
for me.

I still remember that last year we spent together. We had the same teacher together and it was really fun. The teacher tho didn't teach at all. He was a pretty old native American man, with a long gray beard, brown eyes, and always smells like something weird. His name was Bill and over all he was friendly. But like I said he NEVER taught us anything.
He would just have us go on cool math games.
The year went by so fast with her. We would invent many new games and even tried to dig our way out of the school with plastic
spoons durning lunch. Until we would get caught by the court yard staff lady.

Her name was Trina. She was really nice to us
and she would always say we were going to
marry each other on day. Of corse
Being that young we would tell her "eww" or "gross". But she would always cover for us if we were in trouble or If we got picked on she'd be there for us.
Even if she seen us walking to class she would tell us to hang out with her.
She was really fun and always positive.
She has a niece that went to our school too
and her name was Tiffany. She was pretty annoying being honest. A really good friend but annoying. No one really bullied her since her aunt was one of the staff members.

For the most part it was just 5 of us that played together. But me and my best fiends would
go/do everything school had to do. We
went to the halloween dance together. As friends of corse, but I dressed up as Batman and she dressed as Cinderella. We would do horrible dance moves and laugh at how dorky we were. My family would pick us up from all the events we'd go to and take up for ice cream after. Her favorite ice cream was chocolate marshmallow and mine was vainilla. I'd
never get to enjoy mine tho because she would eat some of mind without my permission.

Thinking back to all these times we had it good.
Nothing could have separated us from each other except some messed up force. It was the end of 6th grade and we were happy to finally go into 7th. We were almost high schoolers!! An it was amazing to think of at the times. Everything went good, my family and hers took us both out to "bold knight". It was a fancy steak restaurant that had this amazing cheese fondue. I didn't notice it back then but what ever we'd ask for they would just get it for us. After dinner and a lot of fondue later our family's got quiet. Her parents started off by tell me they were going to have to move
Across town and they wouldn't be able to
Drop her off at my house anymore
because it would be to hard for them with their jobs. Also they would have to be changed her schools, so she wouldn't be with me for 7th grade or probably any other one.
They promised to try to bring her over when ever they could and promised we could keep in touch from time to time.

I felt sick, like someone punched me in my stomach and kept punching afterward.
I was scared, sad, an depressed. Having someone you can bond to with a simple drop of the hat and not being able to see or talk to them, feels as tho you have been stabbed.
I would have cried if she wasn't there to give me the biggest hug she most likely ever gave.
I hugged back but I still felt as a chunk of me went missing. I can only describe it as a rock that is holding you up. An I feel as tho I had lost that rock and it felt more empty they I could imagine. She kept hugging me the whole time we were there and the adult wouldn't make eye contact with us. It wasn't until 30 minutes later we had to go. At this point she was crying and they had to pry us apart to leave. I could only describe the scene as
someone separating two twins from each other. Even at the age of 12 we still acted like little kids but who could have blamed us. We'd never thought we'd be separated.

The next day I didn't see her at all.. nor the next.. an so on after that.. 1 month turned into two.. and two months turned into 4..
It was until I was about to start 7th grade when my mom got a phone call and gave me her phone. It was her! I was so happy to talk to her again but I could tell she was still sad. We would have talked for the whole day if it wasn't for the phones starting to die on us. We said our good byes and how we'd miss each other and that was it.

It wouldn't be for 3 years, that I got to see or talk to her again. In my jr year of high school. The new high school if I may add. I ended up changing high schools because of my mom wants me to get into a good collage. Little did I know my best friend Isabella went there too. Hopefully she remembers me too.

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Finishing writing everything in my journal  i toss it in my open dresser drawer. Getting ready for my second day of high school, an ready to see if Isabelle remember me.. let alone recognizes me.

I hear my mom call me and I start to head to the front door of my house. We head outside as I lock the door behind me. My mom starts the car and starts heading to my new school.

"Have you figured out how to get to your classes yet? I know it's different from only going to 1 class, to now 6." She states with some concern.

"Yeah I figured it out. I also had all of freshman year to learn about the different classrooms. But I had asked one of the staff members to help me out. Seeing as it was a new school with a different layout." I state with a small sigh at the end.

"Ok I'm just making sure sweetie. I know you didn't want to change high schools but I'm just trying to help you out with your further." She say a little sadly.

"I know mom, I had all of summer
to think about it. I don't blame you for the change. I just wished it wasn't so sudden. I was just getting used to the other high school." I say looking out the window now.

" I know, and I'm sorry. But once you make it big in this world you will thank me!" She says with a chuckle.

"Sure mom, what ever you say." I roll my eyes and chuckle too.

We soon arrive at my new high school. It looks more intimidating the second tune around. I open the door.

"I hope you have a good day sweetie. An don't forget I love you." She says before I get out.

"Ya mom i love you too and I'll try, I promise" I say before hugging her and stepping out the car.

I watch the car leave and then around.
"oh boy" I say as I start walking to the gate of the high school.