My Best Friend

Hey. I'm Jordan Kellan. Im 17. One thing you should know about me right away Is that even though I'm a girl, I am NOT girly. I am a tomboy. Never owned a dress or skirt, never plan to. 

I go to Shenton High School with my best friend, Tyler Jetson. Tyler is my neighbor, and we became quick friends as soon as I moved in when I was 4. We did and do everything together, and know everything about each other. Like once, we were playing rugby with a bunch of his friends, and he fell onto some rocks. Now, he has a big scar on his forearm. Anyway, there are no secrets between us- we tell each other everything. Our parents are good friends, too, and they don't mind that we spend so much time together. My dad is a lawyer, and my mom works for a big paper company. Ty's dad is a firefighter and his mom is an artist. I don't know if our parents would be okay with us sleeping in the same room, but we do that too. Not what you are probably thinking, we are just friends. We consider each other family, but we are the same age. It would be too weird to have a boyfriend/ girlfriend relationship with him.

 Sure, we joke about it. He thinks that he's hot, which i guess he kinda is. We work out together in the summer, and he is really strong (which you can SEE). He has dirty blonde hair that is the perfect length, and shaggy, which I love. His eyes are bright blue. When he flexes his arm, his scar ripples. He is 6-1. Most of the girls in our school like him, because not only is he hot, he is the captain of the soccer team and really athletic. He tells me I'm pretty too, but I dont know about that. I just have brown hair, and brown eyes. I have freckles. I'm 5-11, tan, and just as athletic as Tyler is. 

We both LOVE sports, and play them any chance we get. We have played soccer together as far back as I can remember, and we are actually pretty fairly matched. I like to think that i usually beat him when we play, but really, we tie a lot. We go to the beach often, to surf and swim. We also play rugby and football (usually with HIS friends, not mine.) and basketball. He has a basketball hoop over his driveway, so I go over there sometimes to play. We also play catch if we are bored, and go running together at least twice a week. I had a soccer game yesterday, and Ty came to watch. My team, the falcons, won, 5-2, and i scored 3 points. We went home and both of our families had dinner together, which we do a lot. We talked about my game, and me and Ty's days at school. After the Shafts left, I went upstairs and changed into my PJ's, athletic shorts and a no- sleeved shirt. I finished my homework, then texted my best GIRL friend, Jess. She is on the soccer team with me, and is in most of my classes. I went downstairs and said goodnight to my parents. After maybe a half of an hour in my room after that, i opened the window. I grabbed the gutter and slid down to the grass. I hopped the fence into his yard, and climbed the tree next to his bedroom, then squeezed through his window. We had both memorized ways to climb up each other's houses into each other's bedrooms. Actually, we pretty frequently spend the night in each other's rooms. Hey, we get lonely sometimes, because neither of us have brothers or sisters. I grabbed my red sleeping bag out of his closet, an laid it down on the floor next to his bed. He handed me a pillow an I slid into the flannel. He offered to sleep on the floor instead, and have me take the bed, but I refused. We talked about my game, and some of the best plays, and eventually went to bed. I slept good, and in the morning i slipped out and walked back to my bedroom. I got dressed, grabbed my backpack, and told my mom i was going over to Ty's house for breakfast. We had waffles before getting in his car to go to school. 

Right now I am waiting for him to come over. We just got back from school and we are going to play soccer in my yard. His yard is smaller and mainly filled up with his mom's garden, so we always play in mine. The only thing that you have to watch out for is The Stump. It's this old stump right in the middle of the yard that nobody can pull out, no matter how hard we try. It's only about as thick as a softball, but it sticks right up into the grass. I think I've tripped over it like a hundred times.