You Were My Best Friend

I met him at a get together, the one where mummies go with their little children. I was wearing a cute little pink dress my mummy made me wear. I had bunches on my head and some of my teeth had fallen out. My blue eyes looked even more blue specially at my young age. My blonde bangs fanned my face.

He had blue eyes too. He was really cute and had the most welcoming smile I had ever seen. When he spoke I couldn't help but stare at him like he was the most amazing person that had ever walked this earth.

First day of primary school he took my hand and said he would never let me go, that he was my night in shining armour.

On my first day of high school. I saw him with a very pretty girl with red hair. I hadn't developed like the other girls in my year, I still had a rather small chest and was slightly smaller than the other girls.

I waved with a grin, he returned it with a nod.
I said hello, and he said later.
He walked hand in hand with redhead.

And I hated her.