Most Days ||n.h

Ana

"Let's go new best bud." She exclaims dragging me out of the lounge.

"Wait where are we going?" I questioned, confused. I barely knew this Ana girl and here she was dragging me out of the dorm area and calling. Me her best bud.

"Oh quite squirming. I'm not going to kill you or anything." Ana says with a sweet smile.

"Well I don't really know you. you might try to kill me." Ana laughs, throwing back her head in amusement.

"You'll be fine. Come on I just want to show you around!" She exclaims. Show me around? She said she was new here to would she know her way around?

"I know what you're thinking, and yes I do know my way around. Sort of. My sisters came here before me. So I've constantly visited this place. There's this cool place called Juice Hut somewhere around here." Juice Hut. Yeah, I saw it on the brochure and Jackson mentioned it a coupes of times.

"Okay, cool." Was all I could think of to say. Ana grinned.

"So, best bud, tell me about yourself. Where are you from?" I shrugged.

"Sarah, L.A born and raised. I just barely turned 17." Ana let out a low whistle.

"So not only are you a freshman you're the youngest freshman. Wow. Cool. So you must be pretty smart then huh?" She questioned kicking a rock with the toe of her shoe. I shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess." I replied slowly, clasping my hands behind my back.

"Good, i need smart friends to do my homework." i opened my mouth to protest but she winked at me before laughing. "I'm just kidding! You hsould have seen your face Sarah!" se exclaims. I grin in spite of myself. Ana is a little odd and out there but I'm glad to be making a friend, sort of. I mean she chose me in a way.

"So I'm Ana, like the girl from Frozen. I've already said that but i hate when people say me Anna. I've already told you most of my life story except my age. I'm 19 turning 20. I wish i was turning 21 though because then i can buy alcohol." i stay quiet i don't know how to reply. Maybe i shouldn't be friends with her. "Kidding, again Sarah. You're so easily scarable." Ana laughs again. "I would never drink alcohol. One of my friends died from drunk driving." i look up at her unsure if i should pat her back or something.

"Oh." was all i managed to choke out. Ana shrugs.

"Its okay. Well not okay. It was a while ago and she wasn't the one drunk driving. She was hit by a drunk driver and i hate that you know?" i nodded.

"Not one of the persons better choices." Ana nods a deep frown on her face.

"He walked away of course. It always seems liek the people who drink and drive always walk away while the other person..." she stops and i nod glumly. It sounds like Ana has had a tough life and i haven't really had too much heavey stuff happen to me. I'm not saying i had a great life, things could have been better. Sometimes i feel like i can't complain because of who I'm friends with and my family was always a little well off. To add to that my boyfriend just happens to be Niall Horan.

This is why I'm careful with what i say on twitter sometimes, when i go on. I don't want to complain because the times that i have complained, say about how much homework i have or how stressed I am, people comment and tell me others have it harder and i know that but it still makes me feel awful for complaining. The worst thing that has ever happened to me is my grandma dying and that was back when i was six. I hardly knew her.

"I'm sorry." Ana shakes her head.

"It's my fault. Big blabber mouth and I'm a downer. I'm a rain on your parade sort of girl. I should stop talking." Ana says shakign her head and rollign her eyes at herself. I'm about to tell her it's not a problem when hse shouts, "Hey look! There it is!" she points at a building not ten feet away with a giant sign that reads Juice Hut. Ana grabs my hand and begins running. "I'm so thirsty!" she cries out dragging me along. I laugh for some reason. Being around Ana makes me feel like I'm around Alison. They're alike in some ways. Blonde hair, bright eyes, though the color differs and they can be funny and serious when you need them too. We burst through the doors laughign, startlign a couple of people.

"Hey! Sarah!" i stop laughing and look up to find Jackson not too far away with a couple of his friends. He waves at me and i wave back.

"Hey Jackson!" i reply happily letting go of Ana's hand.

"Whose that?" she whispers in my ear.

"A friend." i whisper back.

"Ooo your boyfriend?" she must have heard me wrong.

"No he's a.." i begin to correct her.

"What's up?" i grin up at Jackson.

"Umm nothing really we're here for smoothies." i point up at the sign.

"Well duh Sarah." he replies with a roll of his eyes before glancing at Ana.

"Oh umm this is my friend Ana. Ana this is Jackson." i introduce them to each other. Ana grins and sticks out her hands which Jackson shakes.

"She's your roomate?" he questions.

"Oh no I've just met her." I reply lightly with a shrug of my shoulders.

"Oh, alright." Jackson says snickering a bit.

"So umm, I'll let you go." Jackson says glancing back at his friends. They're snickering and pointing at us. Jackson blushes a bit. I wonder what's going on. "Order the Melon Fusion. You'll love it." He tells me giving me a one armed hug.

"Wait! What did you want to tell me earlier?" I ask. Jackson hesitates as he turns around.

"Nothing. It can wait. Don't worry about it." He smiles at me before jogging back towards his friends.

"Your boyfriend is cute." Ana says just as he's out of earshot. I roll my eyes at her.

"I have a boyfriend but that's not him." I say with a shake of my head.

"Oooo. So you can tell me all about him while we're in line!" She cries out grabbing my arm yet again and dragging me toward the register.