The first day of third grade I walked into a public school for the first time and made my way into my new classroom. The minute I stepped through the door an upbeat young girl ran up to me and exclaimed "Hi! I'm Brittany!" You asked my name and led me to my new seat, which just so happened to be next to you. I am pleased to report that 12 years later, you are still one of my best friends. They say that after seven years, a friendship will last a lifetime. So, I guess that means you is stuck with my sassiness forever! Now, I can't say it has been all sunshine and rainbows. We have had our ups and downs and even hated each other for a year, but neither of us know why. No matter how many fights we had, we were always drawn back to each other. We grew up together, had a hundred sleepovers, talked about boys, and supported each other through it all. When I moved to another state that was hundreds of miles away, you called me at least once a week to update me on everything back home and make sure that I was doing okay. We didn't go to high school together, but we were there for each other every step of the way. For every crush, every breakup, every awful teacher, every bad grade, and every success, you were the one I updated. As the years went on, our conversations were less frequent with our busy schedules, but whenever we talked, we picked up right where we left off. So Brittany, I want to say thank you. Thank you for being my first friend in third grade. Thank you for all of the laughs and smiles. Thank you for the dance parties and the sing-offs. Thank you for holding my hand on my first rollercoaster (sorry for the bruise btw). Thank you for listening to my rants. Thank you for supporting me through the breakups. Lastly, thank you for being my best friend. I love you and miss you always.