I danced in the path. Sang with the harmony of the trees and winds, walking around with a graceful step. Brown hair falls over my shoulders and covers my right eye just a little bit. My blue eyes glance over the reds, oranges, yellows, and browns that kindly fall to the ground. I stepped on a small pile of the leaves that fell just in in path and it makes a wonderful fall crisp sound, sending a shiver down my spine, knowing its finally time for sweater weather. Other girls make summer clothes look great but nobody can work a sweater better than I can. This is my favorite spot, its kind of out of sight and out of mind. Its a little pond that sits in the back of the woods, trees surround the little pond, along with some flowers that are starting to get a little withered from the cold. There are very tiny minnows that swim in this pond, frogs jump in when I step in certain spots. Birds are chirping in the branches, sending me yet another spell of harmonious sounds.
*Ping, Ping* my phone beeps at me. I wrestled my small pocket to get my phone out of the light jacket and then looked at the message.
Bestie: Where the hell are you? I've been trying to find you but can't find my way to the pond, I get so lost. I need you!!
I rolled my eyes.
Me: What's wrong? Are you okay? Who do I have to kill? I'm on my way.
Bestie: Hurry, I really need you.
I looked back at the pond and sigh a heavy sigh then head back towards the park where I came from. Once there I saw my best friend pacing the barely visible trail.
"Oh my God, Jasmine!" my friend yelled, running up to me. She wrapped her arms around me and squeezed like a bear.
"I can't breathe..." I said, with barely enough breathe to get the words out. My best friend let me go and I inhaled deeply to get air into my lungs again. "Don't bear hug me like that, next time you might actually kill me, Anita."
"Sorry, but you say that ever time, I'm not going to kill you. I'd never, I love you too much." Anita said. Anita and I have been friends since kindergarten. I think that Anita is so much prettier than me because Anita has emerald green eyes, a soft complexion that gives her a babyface look, that doesn't have any acne. Her hair falls in all the right places and is straighter than a straight line, adding on top of that her hair is medium length and a very pretty gold blonde that matches her complexion perfectly. Anita used to be a heavier set girl when we were younger but now all that weight is gone so she's skinnier than a flagpole. I, on the other hand, has a light amount of acne, eyes are a sky blue with an intricate design in them. I have a lot of freckles that sometimes sticks out like a sore thumb. I am not as skinny as Anita, but Im not far behind.
"Yeah, and every time you just hug me tighter."
"That's because you are my best friend, Jasmine. Sometimes I just really miss you."
"Baloney," I said, rolling my eyes. "Now what was so important you just had to take me away from finding his grave?"
"You were going to go see him?" Anita asked, a hint of sadness in her eyes now. I nodded. "I'm sorry, what I had wasn't important at all I just really wanted to tell you."
"It's okay, what is it?"
"He asked me out!" Anita shrieked, grabbing my arms and squeezed, shaking me a bit too. I lifted my eyebrows in shock of the sudden movement and loudness that came from my best friend.
"Really? That's great, when's the date? Do I have to stalk you guys to make sure he doesn't kidnap or kill you?" I joked. This guy that asked Anita out is one of the more popular jocks in our school. In our senior class. His name is Jackson. Almost every single girl in school loves this guy and is desperate for his love, except me of course, and wants to be his girlfriend. Anita and Jackson had been pretty good friends since 8th grade, obviously not better friends than Anita and I have been.
"Oh my god, you don't have to do that. You know he is a good guy, us three have been friends since 8th grade." Anita rolled her eyes at me. I pointed my pointer finger at Anita, closed my eyes, and leaned my head to the ground.
"Correction!" I said, opening my eyes and looking back at Anita. "YOU and Jackson had been good friends since 8th grade, I've been in the shadows of that friendship since it started. Frankly, I don't really want to be in on that relationship."
"See this is why you aren't really that popular, you don't want to get to know the one that can bring you into the circle." Anita said, hitting a kind of soft spot on me.
"I am already in the circle because you are my best friend, but It's great knowing that you think I'm not cool enough or popular enough to be out of the shadows in the circle. Thanks Anita, I've got to go." I said, clearly hurt by my friends words. I basically pushed Anita out of the way and stormed off.
"Jasmine wait," I heard Anita call after me. "That's not what I meant, I'm sorry."
A few minutes later I sent Anita a text.
Me: Remember when you dropped the plate and it shattered on the ground?
Bestie: Yeah?
Me: Remember how you apologized?
Bestie: Yeah, what does that have to do with anything?
Me: Did apologizing make it feel better or reconnect itself together again?
Bestie: No
Me: Think about it.
I believe that apologizing doesn't always fix something that's been done or said, I want Anita to know that she really did hurt me and that she cant take that back at all.
I felt Anitas eyes look the way I had stormed off at.
