“I’m not a baby Andy!”
His eyes were sad,”No, no your not.”
And he walked away. I felt a tear running down my face,we had been friends for the past 6 years!We were inseparable, or had once been.I turned and walked to my first hour and just waited for the rest of the 25 minutes to pass before the bell rang,ignoring my buzzing cell phone in my pocket that my friends were texting to find out where I was. I wanted to be alone.
I avoided Andy for the rest of the day.I avoided Blake too. Actually, I avoided everyone.Now, more than ever,I wanted to talk to Andy.Whenever I felt this way he understood,he was someone to talk to,someone to listen,someone who let you cry on his shoulder and did not care a bit. I felt more alone than I had ever felt before.My bffs are great, but sometimes they are a little too… happy.I can always talk to them about anything but its just different somehow.The problems I talk to them about just aren’t the same as the ones I’d talk to Andy about. I needed him, I needed the difference.