Let me start off by saying, I'm a lucky kid---- Lucky in certain ways. To someone from the outside, it might look like I have the perfect life. Perfect scores in school. I have a roof over my head. Brown bagged lunches. I had quality friends over quantity. I've lived in the same house I was brought home to from escaping my mothers uterus.
I try to stay positive about my life even though, personally, privately, my life was anything but idealic. The brown bagged lunches were staged.
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I was always a good kid, a reliable one. I cared about people and I tried my very best to believe in the good of everybody.
I believed that people who made mistakes, would be the one to recognize their faults and do anything they could to fix them.
I believed in him.
My first year in Highschool, I had goals. If you ask most freshman they'd tell you their goal for grade 8 is to do well and enjoy the newness of being a high school student. Ask me, and I would have told you that doing well in school was important, but not nearly as important as getting Derek back.
3 years ago he started highschool at Parkland Secondary and our friendship changed. He traded me for new friends and popularity.
My plan was to get him back.
All I wanted is our friendship back.
I figured when I came to high school we'd almost be forced to talk and work things out. I mean---where could he possibly hide from me?(says my naive brain!)
I didn't expect another year would pass and we'd still be at square one.
October 10, 2014
Dear Derek,
Remember when I slapped you yesterday and said 'Mosquito?' There wasn't one. I just really, really wanted to slap you.
Kahlia
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There Once Was A Derek & Lia (ongoing)
RomanceKahlia Reinhart and Derek Palmer's friendship was effortless. By the time she was 5 they were inseparable. By the time he was 15, they were estranged. "In the end you always go back to the people that were there in the beginning." - unknown
