It Should Be Simple (Drabbles/Oneshots)

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It was perfect. After class, I'd head astraight there and get a head start on our mini competition. Who could finish Harry Potter more quickly?

We were neck and neck and I sure as hell wasn't about to let you win. Even though I said that, really, I kept sneaking quick glances at the clock to see when you'd walk in. It was 12:15pm, lunchtime for you and quiet time for me. You always urged me to go to the lunch line with you or even beg me to eat something, but I wouldn't give in. I was weird like that I guess.

Funny how we came a long ways, from meeting in first grade to sitting together all the time during middle school lunch. That day when you walked in talking about your first girlfriend was exciting for us. I truly did wish you the best, and slowly you stopped coming.

Still, I considered you to be one of the best friends I've ever had. That eight years of friendship slowly faded away but it never left any bad blood between us, only nostalgia as we thought that we would be there in each other's lives as we grew older.

I really did think I'd never see you again when we went to separate high schools. It's a small town but you see, you just were never in the same parts of town that I was. I guess we were both surprised when we bumped into each other outside of the classroom door at East High. I mean...I knew it was your school, but I didn't expect to be in the same classroom.

But that response I got, that reaction, is really what tore my heart into two. That cold "what are you doing here?" Is what tore any feeling I had for you out of my heart and caused it to be stepped on. It was what snapped me back into reality and made me finally realize that I don't know you anymore.

You aren't that same little boy who used to hold his hand out and help bring me out of my shell. You used to pull me away from that wall I would stand at while I watched the other kids play. People change, I get it, but for you to be so callous and act like you didn't know me is just what hurt the most.

You saw me sit alone at the bench, waiting for class to start because I had no friends to talk to, but you didn't care. Even now, as much as I want to think of those eight lovely years as a waste, they really weren't. As much as I want to pretend you never existed, you'll always be as important to me as you were to that shy 6 year old girl who didn't know how to catch a butterfly until you showed her. 

So in my mind, I'll always remember that friendship because really...it was perfect.