Friends?

I grew up in a small town, It was pretty nice. There wasn’t anybody that you didnt know, The Dolar General and the town park were classic hang out spots.

My school was small and full of the most hick country boys ever, Not saying it was gross but they definitely got on my nerves with their stupid grins and dumb things they hollered in the halways. The worst part though, With my town being so small they were all quite litterally my family, left and right all I ever saw was my cousins.

So much for a dating life, My worst fear was dating a family member and not knowing.

In 4th grade a new boy had came to my school his name was Jack, He had a buzz cut that showed sharp blonde hair, Pretty blue ish green eyes, and was the talk of the class, Everybody wanted to friends with him. My teacher had sat him by me and We became friends pretty quickly, The teacher had our desks set up in sets of 4, Vince sat in front of me, Cam sat on the right and Jack sat on the left.

I had known Vince since preschool, Weird that I remeber that but he was my Best Friend. My mom took pictures of me and him together all the time, Vince was pretty, He had Dark brown hair and his skin was tan. His brown eyes were stunning. His face was always so soft and calm and when he smiled oh how his dimples showed..

Cam well he was different, He had dark blue eyes and very bright blonde hair. His parents always made him buzz it because of sports. His chin was very prominent and sharp, and he was bigger than us and by bigger I mean Cam had some muscle to em.

Then theres me, My names Tracey, I had a classic bob haircut and dark brown hair. I have a big smile, You know the one that makes everybody instantly smile back, Anyways Im Pale and for some reason I can never get tan. Ive got Amber eyes and classic metal framed Dahmer glasses.

For some reason those boys were my best friends, Maybe because I always wore basketball shorts and oversized T’s and lets not forget and I was the most boyish girl ever, If you aksed me to eat a worm.. Well id eat that sunava bitch.

We had fun all the time, And related to alott, Jack’s mom was divorced and his dad was abusive and a very angry man, Jack ended up getting the Anger gene. He was mad over any little thing. On top of that all, Me, Jack and Vince had an IEP. We had severe ADHD and were dependent on hands on learning, but we werent dumb that’s for sure. Cam well he was “Normal” Very smart when it came to math and his parents were rich! And I mean 3 story house, A man cave, Theatre room, 4 car garage and he had his own room, bathroom and gaming room. He never wanted to admit he was rich though.

I was dirt poor, We never had electric or water, Not even food. My mom sold our food stamps for money to get her drugs and my dad never worked a day in his life, My mom was sweet though, We just lived off what she stole from DG. My dad was a mean man, He would Whoop and beat my sister for peeing the bed every single day.. He would hit me in the back leaving a bruise and a hand mark almost all the time and I was never for sure why he would do it.

Me, Cam, Vince and Jack hit it off though, We were best freinds and we swore on that. When we went to recess we sat under a Giant Oak Tree and pinky promised eachother that we could be best friends forver untill after college atleast, letting out giggles and Smiles.

I remember that day clearly and will never forget it…

We always cared for eachother, Christmas we would buy eachother gifts *I always just got them Lego’s”* and they would get me the same thing with pride on their faces stabding in a line with tbeir hand out waiting for me to open it, It was always a lego pony set or a girly pink car lego set, Like one of those cheap 4 dollar ones that come in those tiny boxes. Valentines we would buy a crap ton of cnady for eachother and Easter they would just invite me to their family events. We never really did birthday partys though..

Jack’s mom invited me to their house all the time, Me and jackson would play legos or watch movies and when we got tired of that we went to the yard and chased eachother with sticks until we would reach one another and would quite litterally beat the crap out of eachother with them.

I had a feeling Jack’s mom knew my home life because before I would leave she would shove food down my throat have me shower and take food home with me. She was a strong women and I looked up to her.

Vince and I never really hung out till we got older, He was a perfect boy and was calm and collective all the time and nver had intrest in much.

Cam would invite me to family fun activities, We went to haunted houses and went to get food alott with his parent’s. It was okay I just think he didnt really talk much around his parents so it was awkward.

-7th Grade

Me and my sister had been taken away from my parents. It wasnt anybting scary. The amount of times we had been taken away by CPS and had visits were normal at this point, but we lived my my grandma and grampa now, it was a farm with 71 Acres of land, We rode 4 Wheelers in the feild and helped out alott feeding the cows.

Jack was there for me along the way, Vince was still my friend but it seemed he list intrest and so did Cam. I lived closer by Vince now he lived right down the road. He rode his dirtbike up and down the road all the time and I though it was silly because he was trying to show off. He had gotten taller and I mean 6ft tall. Still looked the same just a bit older and lost a bit of his baby face.

Jack was the same height, He had a strong jawline though, His eyes pierced into my soul when he looked at me and He definitely got muscular… He was never intrested in sports but i thought he should’ve played football. He would alwyas just shrug.

Cam, Well he still hadnt reached 6ft, Id say he’s abt 5’10, His hair still blonde as ever but darn that boy has got some muscles still. He was the football player, He was calm and collective but was an A-Hole with a bullying attitude. He’d say anything mean with a straight face to anybody and not even make a slight facial exspression. It was intimidating.

“Trace!” Jack hollered behind me in the hallway as I was trying to make my escape to the school doors so I dont miss the bus,

“Oh Jack” I said sarcastically and tolled my eyes, “Guess whatttt” he said foolishly with a grin bending down beside me.

“Wha- “ “TAZE” as ge jabbed 2 fingers into my side above my hip “Ow! Jackass that hurt” I hollered,

“Um yeah it’s supposed too” he rolled his eyes and stated.

I huffed and rolled my eyes “Well please lets go before I miss the bus idiot” and I reached my arms up and slapped the back of his head. He was tall and I was only 5ft, It took alott of effort just to look up at him.

“Yo! Wait up!” Vince hollered in the distance, Runnjng with his long legs, he was now on the left side of me and Jack was on my right.

“Soooo Trace, You gonna come to my Baseball Game tonight?” Vince said with pouting eyes and his bottom lip puckered down

“Yeah but are you actually gonna hit the ball this time?” I laughed and grinned.

“Ouch that hurt” He pouted

“Yes ill be there dummy” Rolling my eyes

We seperated our ways to out busses.