Her

Chapter 7

I woke up extra early one morning before school. I planned on wearing a white shirt and denim skirt with a black belt. I styled my hair a little, making it look casual and wavy. I carefully applied makeup to enhance my features. I didn't look too bad. I felt better in my skin, prettier even.

When I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I almost jumped. I couldn't believe how good I looked. I almost looked just like Elena.

Once I got to my first class, the teacher told us we would be working in pairs for the assignment. I knew that whenever we would have to get into groups or pairs, I would be ignored and left alone because of how awkward I was. But this time, I decided to get out of my shell and act more confident.

Looking around the classroom, someone caught my eye. There was a new student sitting in the back, obviously nervous. This was the perfect opportunity for me. I strolled over to her desk, putting on a friendly smile.

"Want to be partners?" I asked her.

She nodded her head.

"I'm Stella. You are?"

"Cindy." She pulled her lips into a small smile.

We worked on the assignment together, but just like most of the other kids, we trailed off into our own conversation away from our project. I was surprised how confident and social I was being. I didn't feel like my usual awkward self.

And from then on, Cindy and I became best friends.

We did everything together. We went to lunch, we were partners in every class, we talked on the phone when we weren't together, and went over each other's houses.

I couldn't ask for a better best friend. She was my only friend, as a matter of fact.

We told eachother everything, and I trusted her with my secrets. But I never told her about Elena.

Elena.

I realized, the more Cindy and I hung out, I eventually stopped obsessing over Elena. I was happy with my own best friend, and distracted from her even. Part of me believes that I was only obsessing over Elena because of how lonely I was.

I was finally at a point in my life where I felt happy and satisfied. I still didn't make many other friends besides Cindy; we only had each other. But that was fine. She's all I need.