That's my Best friend

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Shawn

The road to school seems endless as I cross it. I hate the bus. I prefer to walk, even if the kilometers are many

I play guitar and sing a bit, even though all my friends say that I could become a successful singer. When I finish school, I'm going to make music professionaly and hope I make it.

The subject of music in school was of choose and the first I chose. Even though my Mother doesn't agree with my plans, she supports my decisions

School seems Grey and same as any other day but Music is wauting for me to win the title of the best project this year.

"Shawn. Come for a cigarette man!" Cole and the rest of the group are waiting for me in the usual bench.

"Firstly I've told you I don't smoke. Sscondly, how many freshmans did you dissipate today for the domination of the bench?" I ask with humor in my voice.

"Four. They had weed anyway. We did them good." says Nate.

"Good luck today on the project" says Cole and the others nod.

"Thanks. I'm going cause the Bell rang. Are you skipping again?"

"Yeah. I'm not gonna pass Chemistry anyways" says Jake and they wave as I leave

...

The Bell rings and I pack my bag. That's the break before Music, I can't wait to get my hands on the theme.

"Shawn."

As I get out of the class I hear a voice. Her voice.

"Mila?" I turn around and see her hopping towards me with her big beautiful eyes glowing.

"Chewy" she yells and jumps on me, as her hands wrap around my neck. She kisses my cheek non-stop and I pet her long black hair.

"Cut it out" I say pretending to be mad.

"It's not my fault you are tall."

"Actually you are the short one Mila."

She hits my arm playfully. The truth is we have a bug height difference but she is the short one, I'm not extremely tall.

With Camila we are best friends since I was 8 and she 7. She is the bist girl I could have in my life. She is there for me in everything and supports me in every desicion I make and always protects me, even though she is more ssnsitive than a sugar cube. When I write a song, she is the only person that will say it rocks, even if I didn't like it. At 15 I though I Dell in love with her and wanted to ask her to be my girlfriend. Fortunately, I moved past my stupidity and didn't say anything - I was so immature and would make something stupid. Besides, she is my bestie and like a sister to me.

"I wish Winheil lets you partner with me for the project!" she yells excitedly.

Camila has an incredible voice but is extremely shy, so nobody knows.

"That's certain. She has heard you in Music, right?" I ask.

"Y-yes." she says shyly.

The project was of free partnership, so I canwork with my best friend, even though we have a year difference, so she is a junior.

"Because I am good with lyrics, you will sing. Deal?"

"But Shawn you know I... can't." she blushes and her skin warms up under my hands.

"Of course you can. You're talented and you don't let anyone see it."

"Shawn we have been waiting for this for years... if the project stands out you will sing it at graduation. I'm Just going to help you." she says putting her head on my neck.

"Baby!"

We both turn around and before I say something I see Hailey on the hallway.

She's coming towards us and Camila lets me go and takes two steps back.

"Good morning Hailey" I say taki g her in my arms, kissing her lips.

She takes my hand and seems very excited about something.

"The prom is at Saturday. I hope you will take me!" she says smiling widely. No one reaches Hailey when it comes to parties.

"Of course. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't take my girl to prom?" I say smiling.

She also smiles and then turns her attention to Camila who's watching us.

"What about you Camila? Are you coming to the dance?" she says trying to sound friendly.

Hailey isn't a fan that I spend so much time with Camila. She's a bit jealous even though I have explained to her again and again that Camila is like a Sister to me.

" Maybe... but I'm not so into This stuff."

"Come on Mila. I will take care of you." I say smiling a crooked grin.

She lowers her eyes. Probably didn't find it funny.

The Bell rings and Camila leaves running without the beautiful smile she had Come earlier with.

Hailey wishes me good luck, kisses me and leaves.

It's time to take the theme of my song. I have to make it