🌟 a group of rowdy teenagers from the early 90s see life from many different perspectives but have stuck by each other since childhood and their experiences in highschool together as friends🌟
Today is a day that I normally don't bother caring about even though every year my friends do something special. I love them for taking time to do that but today always has a gloomy feeling casting a shadow like a grey cloud. I get up and out of bed like every other morning, stare at my clothes hanging in my closet until I decide on an outfit. I had told my self that this year I would or someone else would take a photo of me to stick in my journal.. every single day, I doubt I'll stick to it.
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I hopped on the old and completely dirty bus which stopped outside my house and began looking for my friends. I spot Kayla sitting near the back staring out the window, I tap her shoulder to greet her which scared her just a bit. I sit down next to her dropping my bag on the floor by my feet. I would say I'm the closest with Kayla, we've looked out for each other even if we aren't totally good at it, we try. There's always been something about her..her smile, it's contagious as well as her laugh. We ride the bus on the bumpy road towards school and when we arrive, the rest of our group is already there. That moment is when I get bombarded with happy birthdays and celebrations, overwhelming but sweet. My friends decided this year after school we'd go to a new park that had just opened their gates, it sounded adventurous.
I have nothing much to report about my school day other than avoiding my class singing happy birthday successfully and that a random person gifted me a muffin at lunch, that was confusing.... also that I might have kicked a class room bin over in a fit of anger. I have to go see a counselor again. I met up with my friends once again, a strawberry flavored lollipop in my mouth and then began walking down the steep hill right by the school building which leads to the park. It was framed with trees leaves painted with warm colours of all shades , it reminded me of something you'd see in classic paintings. I love it. I raced ahead of everyone with a bounce in my step and a smile on face. I come to a stop once I find myself at the gate, I reach out to hold onto the metal as I admire the scene of happy families, couples and people on their lonesome. My friends finally catch up with me a drag me through the gate's glorious arch and to a grassy hill with little shade from a tree. We set down a beautiful colourful patchwork blanket embroidered with flowers. We all manage to find comfy place to sit down with out being squashed and that's when snacks started being pulled out all of our bags as we are ready to feast.. that made a couple chuckle. Joey came up with the idea to play a game of Frisbee which sadly turned into piggy in the middle, me being the piggy. We enjoyed the time together which lasted hours, like before we all dropped to the ground and laid on the blanket. We admired the sky as clouds drifted away and apart forming a handful different objects we just had to share. Today is better than the past Better than the day my dad left town The last day I saw him But never mind that, I'd rather not shed tears instead share smiles and hugs with those dear to me . Those who I know wouldn't leave me behind 💙
