Lisa's POV:
We're moving back to Thailand.
I will be leaving to Thailand tomorrow and no one even knew. And probably no one would even care.
I didn't know what to feel, happy? Sad? I had no clue. Maybe I'm just feeling relieved that I would probably be able to move on from my old best friend, Jennie Kim.
We used to be best friends.
Used to be.
We were inseparable once. But the moment we entered sophomore year, everything changed.
Growing up, I always thought Jennie was beautiful. Didn't matter that she had braces or glasses. And it didn't matter that she had a few pimples here and there because I was in love. I've been in love with my best friend since 3rd grade when I first saw her smile.
However, the moment her braces were removed, her skin cleared up and she bought contacts, she instantly became popular.
Everyone noticed everything I've already noticed. Yet,
it wasn't enough.
Popularity became everything I guess because as soon as she became popular, she met new people and had a bunch of friends.
She slowly distanced herself from me and began to spend time with her new friends. Jennie took them to places we use to go to which utterly broke me. We would exchange small smiles and nods but it was never genuine.
But maybe it's a good thing we are no longer best friends. It's easier to avoid sad goodbyes.
I sighed while walking down the hallway with my head down and with my hands clenching my backpack straps. I avoided all eye contact from students I would pass by. I then shove my hands into my over sized black sweater to hide my trembling hands as I was walking to math class.
I was happy yet dreading math class. Happy because it was the last class but annoyed because Jennie will be there.
It's more of the fact that we sit next to each other and she never speaks to me. She only spoke to her friends that sat either in front of us or behind us.
I always tried but her replies were always short or she would simply hum in response. I greeted her every morning and always said goodbye but she never said it back because she was always texting away on her phone.
But today will be different, I have to make sure I avoid her at all cost. I can't bare to look at her without breaking. It's been an emotional month and I rather not cry in front of her because knowing Jennie, she would feel obligated to see if you're okay.
I slowly walk into the classroom earlier than usual and walked up to the teacher. Mrs. Byul-yi looks up at me and sends a sad smile,
"Hey Lisa, tomorrows the day huh?" She asks. I smile lightly and bow my head as a greeting. I lift my head back up and nodded while combing my fingers through my dark brown hair,