I'm a firm believer that when people are meant to come into your life they do and make quite the impact on the person you are. Which is in fact what happened to me when I met my best friend for the first time at the age of twelve. We were in seventh grade and I was an extremely shy pre-teen with an attitude along with major insecurities. As I walked into my literature class and sat down, I met someone just about as weird as I was. She was sitting next to me organizing her hand sanitizers from Bath and Body Works and I was so jealous of her holiday collection. I randomly just started talking to her about how tired I was and why I wanted to go home and from that moment on we became best friends. She had just switched schools and let's just say she wasn't very happy about it and she needed me too. From seventh to eighth grade which was not the longest amount of time, we never left each others side. My best friend knew me inside and out which was something that I was so lucky to have for those two years.

Then life happened and we went our separate ways due to an extremely dumb fight that made us not talk at all. That fight changed everything for both of us as we met different people and began to grow and thrive in different settings that weren't with each other. As eighth grade came to a close our friendship did too and we never talked to each other or crossed paths in the hallways. We would do anything we could to make sure that we didn't have to look or be around each other. Both of us were so upset about the fight and we just couldn't even look each other in the eye due to the amount of history we had. She was my sister and my best friend and you just don't do things like that to people you consider family.

Approaching high school was nerve racking and the worst part was that I didn't have my best friend with me. I was happy for her though because she found what she wanted in our school and that was friendship and happiness. As for me I wasn't able to do the same because I was so nervous to talk to new people and put myself out there which was entirely my fault. This was basically the time frame of ninth to eleventh grade, we wouldn't say hi to each other and if we did it would be super awkward and uncomfortable. But then I decided it was time for me to stop feeling bad for myself and actually do something about how upset I was and at least attempt to make friends. When I did this it made me so much happier and a few really cool people entered my life that I really needed at the time.

As eleventh grade approached I was pretty comfortable with the person I was and the friends that I had made. Slowly but surely my best friend and I would glance at each other in the hallways and say hi to each other at times. We both knew that we weren't ready to jump into the friendship that changed us but I know for a fact we missed each other a whole lot. As the hello's turned into conversations and the goodbye's turned into text me later, our friendship was starting to grow again. I remember the first time we made plans to hang out in 3 years and it was with our other friend at the time. I literally could not believe that she wanted to hang out with both of us and I was so excited. That was the day that my best friend became my best friend twice. I am beyond lucky to call this amazing person my best friend today and someone that will be in my life forever.

P.S. she doesn't use those hand sanitizers anymore