A Best Friend For High School, A Best Friend For Life

Freshman

You sat in your fourth-period biology class, absentmindedly twirling your pencil in your dominant hand. Why did everyone else seem so confused? This was all just simple stuff. The nucleus is the headquarters, the ribosomes are the garbage men, and the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Simple.

It was a Friday in good ol' Cincinnati, Ohio. It was one of the nicer days out. It was about late October, and it was going to be in the fifties today. Which was warmer than the weathermen had anticipated for. You had a football game today, so it was tradition to wear the marching band shirts for that year to school on the days of the games. So that's what you did. Your marching show for this year was The Beatles. It was a fantastic show. You played piccolo, which wasn't usually what freshman played. But you did, and it was awesome.

Your phone buzzes quietly in your pocket. When your teacher is turned to the board, you pull your phone out quickly and check who it's from.

Tyler: Hey Darling, hope bio isn't too boring for you.

You hide the smile on your face, but on the inside, you were dying to burst into a fit of happiness. You loved when he called you darling.

The pet name Darling made you feel giddy.

Tyler Scheid was a man of few words. He barely talked at all. He usually let his actions do the talking for him. Maybe that's what attracted you to him, but there was a lot about him you thought was intriguing. His smile was infectious, his laugh was bubbly and full of life, he had a mess of curly brown hair, and to top it all off, dark brown eyes that you completely fell for. He was a football star but was probably the biggest nerd on the team. People respected that he embraced whatever he loved, no matter how nerdy it was. It was inspiring to them. It was inspiring to the rest of Tyler's friends and especially to you.

Both of you had a select group of friends. These friends were Wade, Bob, Natalie, and Molly. Molly was a sweet girl who Wade was dating. We all kind of ragged on Wade, and you were all pretty sure Molly started liking him because she felt bad. Which makes their relationship that much better. She totally like likes him now, but when they first started dating? Who knows.

Natalie was another girl in our group she had dazzling blue eyes and dark brown hair, which she kept in a ponytail for the most part. The two couples wanted Natalie and Bob to date, but Bob just wasn't about it. Said something about not wanting to waste time with the wrong girl. They didn't like each other like that, and you knew this, but that didn't stop anyone of you from making jokes and trying to get them to hook up, at the very least.

When your bio teacher turned to the board again, you quickly sent a reply.

(Y/N): It's a struggle. Wishing I was in a chem class. How's lit, Sweetpea?

Your pet name for him was sweetpea. You wondered if he liked his pet name as much as you liked yours. You quickly send the text and pocket your phone. After writing some more notes down in your notebook, you get another text. Very carefully you check it.

Tyler: Reading Romeo and Juliet have never been more boring. What's for lunch today?

You held in a small giggled and quickly typed your reply, sending it and shoving your phone into your pocket as your teacher turned around to lecture a bit more to your class.

(Y/N): I think chicken sandwiches. Don't quote me, though.

Once you sent the text, your phone was silent for the rest of your bio class. The bell rang out and you quickly stood up and shoved your textbook in your book bag. You collected your things and stepped out of the class; it only took a moment for Natalie to stand next to you while you took a notebook out of your locker, replacing it with your bio one.