During my high school years, I had always , made it a point to stay out of her way!! Her being the one and only rude, pessimistic, pretentious, and two-faced lying toothless rat Cecily, Cecily Taylor. But... Before I get into that I have to explain what happed between us. It all started when we were in the eighth grade, we were the best of friends, we did everything together... And when I say everything I am not over-exaggerating.
When I say that I mean we did our nails together, we took trips together, and we cooked together. Normal right...? Just wait! We went shopping together, we went to the bathroom together. I guess you could say that we were inseparable; That stopped in our ninth grade year, on the first day she made friends with the popular kids and... I was just an outcast, a third wheel, but every time she needed a friend, stupid me was always there. I knew that she used me, not that I liked being used, but I had always wanted to be popular... So, I made frequent mistakes.
While she was walking with her notable friends, sometimes I would nod a friendly, "Hello," or try to strike up a conversation, but get this... She looked at me as if I didn't matter nor exist to her, I always thought our friendship would end. I knew it would be challenged and that we would both make new friends, but I didn't think, no, I knew she wouldn't ever block me out.
During our friendship, the only thing I knew was that Cecily needed me, but most importantly I needed her. Nevertheless, this continued, but our relationship worsened and I was determined to prove her wrong and become even more notable than her; Even more popular than her.
