My Best Friend

His name was Jermaine Harris. I first met him at my cousin house and we started conversating then we realized we both go to the same school. He was a grade higher than me. Jermaine was light-skin, tall and had nice hair. Our schedules were different so I would leave my fifth period class to go down to the lunchroom to see him. We would only text, that was my only crush. Last time I saw Jermaine was in May at Shaw prom line-up. Periods at school were absolutely the worst. It was like the boys in my class knew when any one of us girls were on our monthly cycle. They would make fun of us, that would really annoy me. When it was my time I would try to keep my attitude from being real like nasty towards other. I kept a happy constant mood until I got home. People think I’m mean. People see me as a quiet person, but I am the most funniest, coolest person somebody could meet. For seventh and eighth grade the same people were in my class, and we became a family. Everybody in that class had a bond and we felt it couldn’t be broken. That couldn't be more true even though I transferred I still talk to everybody I had class with. Good to see everybody still in school, this our last year Some of us has jobs now, other playing sports one person is now pregnant but she still in school. Having these people as friends made middle school as great

Our relationship began like very few relationships do, on Facebook. In June of 2009, after I had been accepted into a Fall 2009 freshman class, a boy said hello in a message and a 4-page paper could not even touch the surface of our relationship in those past 2 years, but I will do my best to explain as much as possible. Over the next few months, the

We were talking then we realized that we had a lot in common, such as we both really liked to play video games, also we both loved to play sports, he likes to play hockey and I like to play football. We got to be really good friends and it turned out we both had a lot of subjects with each other. We went

He’s just always been there, a sort of constant in my ever changing life. Now don’t get me wrong, we didn’t talk everyday, or even every few days. We would go through spells when we were inseparable, and then we would only see each other at school. This had no effect on our relationship. Every time we would start to pick back up, we would share the details of our life with one another.

Sailing was smooth for the following few years and to everyone’s surprise, I did well in high school. I made it into university for Bachelor of Arts, and this was where I came across him again. He was my first friend at undergrad year. The moment I saw him we clicked, as though we were long time friends that just took a holiday away from each other. Hours of my time was invested into him. He was the first and only person I ever opened up myself to and told about my secrets. We would always hang out amidst other friends and he would always come to my house but I never went to his. He accepted me for who I was and that was why I was so drawn to him

I’ve known of Jaquelle since my junior year in highschool. I met him one day during rap period playing a computer game. We’d greet each other and have a couple laughs whenever we saw one another, but that was really the extent of our friendship. It wasn’t until this year, my senior year, that Jaquelle became one of my closest friends. During the first semester I walked into my third period class looking for friends, as everyone does during the first day of school. I didn’t see any of my close friends, but I saw Jaquelle and knew that we were cool so I sat by him. We had are laughs and jokes as we did in rap period from the previous year. It wasn’t until we started talking about our past experiences in high school that we got close.

We started off with just HIs and HELLOs, then we became pals, and now we are best friends, an unbreakable bond.

We met in the 6th grade, he was the only person to congratulate me on making honors band with him, or at least the only person who didn’t tell me i didn't deserve it, he was the only one there for me when i felt down and he didn't even know me. Except for the fact that he better looking than i am, Evan and I are a lot alike, we play the same instrument, we laugh at a lot of the same things, and our cars both got egged on the same

We hadn’t talked in a few months. Before that, we were the best of friends. We hung out all the time, we told each other every detail in each other’s lives. Everything was discussed, from dates to homework to sports to drama.At one point he was even the person I asked for fashion advice, just because it was fun. I wasn’t so sure if he would ever want to speak to me again, after what we had impressions we had parted with. We didn’t exactly leave on perfect terms. At the end of the former school year, My family flew into chaos.

We were always together, in fact. We would go out to lunch or I would come over and visa versa. I couldn't get enough of him.

When I was much younger, I became good friends with one of my classmates (now best friends) and we would always spend a great amount of time with each other whenever we had the chance. The only problem was that

Justin was a young boy that was having fun toying with girls emotions, and I did not want to deal with an immature little boy that wants to have all of the candy on the candy aisle. Later on that class period, Justin came to me and tried to talk, and I turned him down. I stated that he was a great guy, but I do not want any dealings with him. I stated that we could be friends and nothing else. I think he understood why I did not want to be nothing more but friends with him. After we had our little talk the bell rang to go to the next class. As I was walking out of the band room I seen Artrez Harris, a boy I grew up with. Artrez and I have been messing around since the sixth grade on and off. I then realize it plenty of fish in the sea, and Artrez Harris was my

At the start of my seventh and his ninth grade year we were the dynamic duo, and besides being in a different building during the day we were inseparable. We were together everyday after school, then one day in May close to the end of the school year he told me he was moving away to Illinois in two weeks and I was heartbroken. During the last two weeks we had together we were connected at the hip , only separating for the school day. When the night before he was leaving finally came, I got off the bus at his house and helped him pack up the last of his things. The next morning I went back to his house to say our final goodbyes, and it was the hardest goodbye that I have ever had to say. We hugged and cried and I watched him drive away for the very last time and my heart fell to the floor. After he left I sat in his driveway and I didn’t wanna move, I remembered every single

At the beginning of the school year, my friend Sam was in my math class. We had never been close, but since we had the class together first period, we had become closer. We started spending time together with our mutual friend Nick. And the following summer, I had some of the best days of my life - I was out of the house almost every day with people I loved and who loved me too. Sam is my best friend and Nick’s now my boyfriend, and I wouldn’t have anyone else as my best

I remember the first remember the first time I met him. It started when I got to my new school I made a few friends, but still didn’t know him. Then there was one day when I was in after care. My brother was there and he said he was playing tag with someone so I decided to play as well. Then I met him His name was also Andrew, and he was in the grade under me. When I first saw him he was so energetic it was insane he was so full of energy. He seemed like a very nice person, but then we started playing teen titans go. So he took it too far and punched everyone in the stomach while screaming booyah. So I thought that it wasn’t going to work out. The next day we played with him again, and he was also rough. Then we eventually became really close friends over the long school year. It was really fun, but then since the elementary school only went up to fourth grade I went to the next school. So I had to survive fifth grade without him.