Random Stories I think of

First Plot(Free Range)

(this song goes with this story so unreasonably well)

{I'm not sure why but I think I'm going to name this one "free range" 🤷 just seems fitting to me.}

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As a kid who always looks up to good opportunity, I've experienced some...interesting situations.
I've once almost experienced death and even seen death but not once have I ever made and acquaintance that is quite as close as Brenley.

Brenley is what others would call my best friend.
She's always been there right beside me in a hard situation and has even tried throwing herself under the ground for me but not once have I ever considered her being anything more than an 'acquaintance'.
Call it weird or even ignorant but if you were born a child like me then you'd think the same.

I was always taught that if you had someone you spoke to they weren't considered a friend unless you knew they were qualified to be such.
My dad never had 'homies' and my mom never had 'girlfriends', and that was the end of it.
If I had a friend at school, they would tell me not to speak to them anymore.
Others call it protective but I call it selfish.

Who in their right mind would take their child away from the only thing that makes them happy?
Well...apparently that would be my parents...and that'll be what this story is about.
About my struggle and refusal to give up the only person that has ever made me happy and have reason to my life, Brenley.

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First day of school, August 6th, 2022 I walked into my class and met her.
My new favorite person and the best partner in crime anyone could ask for, Brenley.

I sat at my desk, which fortunately was right beside hers.
Mr.Jacobs told us we would be having a school project and that we'll be in pairs, so this is where I begin to hate this class more than ever.
I always hated being in pairs for group projects because they were never with anyone who liked me or I liked.
Most of the kids I was paired with immediately hated my tastes in ideas or just didn't like me in general.
So when Mr.J said I was being paired with a student I've never seen in my life I was...sceptical.
I odviously didn't want to be paired with her but after some convincing and conversation...I quickly learned that she wasn't that bad.

Brenley was very quiet and kept to herself, much like me.
She wasn't overbearing and didn't do TikToks while someone else did the work, she was understanding and...reasonable.
She listened, she talked, she did work, she was everything in a person I've ever wanted!
Although as much as that's weird to say, I like to think she'd say the same.

"Do you have the glue?"

"Yeah- here, sorry about that"

"Oh-...it's fine"

Then we would smile, laugh, and continue our project.

See, this went on for a week or so.
No real conversation, no awkward silence, no weird hand shakes, no exchanging social media, none of that.
Just normal 'every-once-in-awhile' speaking.
Eventually though, we finally spoke and made conversation which was on the day of our presentation.

I was getting ready to present our project and she was setting everything up while I was skimming over our presentation speach, until randomly Brenley shouts "OH SHIT-" and the class starts laughing...
I ended up finding the problem, why she said what she said, and ended up saying my own phrase which was "Fuckin hell!".
Long story short...we got sent to the office for "profanity".

The reason we said this was because our project was chemically unstable and no'one had noticed.
Gladly we apologized to Mr.J and he evacuated everyone before anyone could pass out from a chemical high.
We later on had our own little laugh about the situation and even made our own little inside joke about it, which was me calling Brenley "Bill Nye" and Brenley calling me "Mr.Peabody".

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After spending the whole summer with my new found best friend, my mom and dad gave me the news of a lifetime.
I was told (again) that if I were to be friends with another student then they'd become a "distraction"..
I was also told that day that I'll be moving away soon and to never see Brenley again.

I've never felt my heart shatter in such away before.
Having a friend be taken away is bad but having your best friend take is like having your heart being ripped out of your body with one long and painful pull.
I remember crying non stop that night and even begging my parents to change their minds...but sadly their opinion stayed put.

After months of putting the situation on hold and convincing myself to tell Brenley, I finally went to her house and confronted her of it first hand, face to face.
"Brenley...we can't be friends anymore. I'm moving and my parents don't like us talking." Then that's when all the pain hit me at once.
Tears began streaming down my face uncontrollably and I felt my chest ache with pain.
Brenley gave me a tight hug and also began crying.
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