Life

I suppose I should introduce you to my friends...

Kathleen
Practically my sister. Kathleen has also tasted bitter loss. In sixth grade, her brother accidentally backed over his youngest child. A year and a half later, he was killed in a late at night car accident, himself. only a few months after that, her sister-in-law's mother passed away. Being as protective as I am, I was there the whole time.
Together, she and I reinvented the word "sleepover," and drive our parents insane. We're very talented with the latter.
Kathleen's nickname is Shika.

Cameron
Kathleen's Boyfriend/Ex-Boyfriend/Boyfriend/Ex-Boyfriend. The rest of us are beginning to place bets on how long they'll manage to stay apart, this time. Cameron is really very sensitive, no matter that he wears a "tough" mask. He has fairly dark skin, Black hair, and haunted, pale green eyes. He plays Baseball and Football, so we always joke about him being a walking contradiction-- "The nerdy jock." Kathleen nicknamed him "Neko-kun," which is Japanese for "little cat." We told him he could tell his friends that it meant "fighting tiger" or "ancient dragon," but his friends would always know what it meant. Cameron is really awesome, though. I confide a lot in him. Whenever I can't blog, he keeps me sane, and because of that I sometimes think that the the toughness is a little more than a mask. I really adore him for all that he does for me.

Joe
An irritation, but my friend. Joe is a good foot taller than I am, putting him at about 6'4". Yeah, "wow." Joe is Jewish, but is constantly making Jew jokes. He has fairly long hair, that is crazy curly. He is incredibly good at drawing chibi's, as a matter of fact, he made one of me not long ago. Joe loves Sarah.

Sean
Sean is even an outcast to our kind, but we'll not turn anyone away from our clique. He's told us a lot about himself, but we're not entirely sure if any of his "life stories" are true, especially since they are so far-fetched, and they don't add up.

Sarah
Sarah is also my almost-sister. She is a couple inches shorter than Joe, and extremely audacious. She never has, nor ever will care what people think about her. She is very free-spirited. Her family tree is pretty messed up, and she may be the only one who comes out partially sane.
Sarah wants noting to do with Joe.

Sunny
She's my twin sister. No matter how much we act like we hate each other at school, there has always been a special place in our hearts for the other. Sometimes we finish each other's sentences and read each other's minds. Twin moments are so weird.

Erik <-- Definitely EX-friend.
I met Erik at the Homecoming Dance in October, and (admittedly) had the night of my life in his company. (The picture on my profile is of me in that same dress.) About a month later, I called him out of the blue-- I am a creature of impulse. He won me over quickly, defeating my naturally mistrustful disposition. I wish now, that that defense had never dropped. He betrayed me, cheating on me with Nicki because she's a DDD.

Nicki
AWESOME PERSON. Her nichname is Chiru, short for Sachiru Natsu (to help to fall.) She comes out with an email every month (it's almost as bad as my period) that has updates on her, and all the nice juicy gossip. (insert sarcastic tone on "nice" and "juicy") When I dumped Erik, she put in the Chiru Report "...Erik and Amber went splat." She is a little strange. Her father is really hard on her, her mother is dying of liver problems from drinking, and her stepmother is willing to help her, but Nicki won't accept her. She has recently broken away from our group, to hang out with the hardcore emos.

Wendy
ALMOST-SISTER. She came down from Ohio in fifth grade, and we became instant friends. We partied when she said "y'all" for the first time, and we all lover her, no matter how much we make fun of her for being from Ohio.

And now, it gets interesting...

John
John is the guy that I love. I am writing a book on the topic, so I may as well put in my description of him from the Preface...John was perfect. His face was achingly and unapologetically beautiful, God's angels carved it; he had a mouth that was bow-like in structure, high, gentle cheekbones, bronze skin, and the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. His eyes were mostly blue, but they had shards of every color the eye could posses, and then there was the strangest patch on his right eye that was strictly shades of brown and yellow. His eyes could easily be compared to a fire; they were warm, hypnotic, inviting; they smoldered, they danced -- but the fire wasn't only in his eyes. There was a bit of fire on his tongue, a lingering sarcasm that could be funny or caustic depending on whether it was directed at you or not. He was athletic (he was on the soccer team), and could easily out-maneuver me if not out-run me. He also had a special talent as a musician; John played the cello, like me. He could coax any instrument to sing the liveliest jig, or the most mournful lament, the darkest tune, or the most elegant waltz.
Normally, I'm not awed by anything. But I couldn't even hold John's gaze. He was the only person that intimidated me, and it's surprising, because I expected to be daunted by someone I hated, not a close friend.
I had loved John since he came to our god-forsaken school in sixth grade, though not at first sight. He was in science with me and tortured me endlessly; I used to hate him. Then, one day, I looked into his seraphic face and saw an angel there instead of the demon I once perceived him as. That was three years ago, and now he haunts me. He was an amazing person, and, though I doubted it, I wondered if he thought the same about me.
Hopeless romantic? Guilty as charged.

Ben
Definitely my antagonist. It's not like he means to be, but still. Ben is John's best friend. I love John, John is friends with Ben, Ben loves me. Sickening, I know. Ben has always been undeservingly sweet to me, and I felt so bad when I learned that he was that way, because he loved me. How many times had I spoken to him of John? How many nails had I driven into his heart? Ben (currently) sits next to me in orchestra. He likes to irritate me. Most people do.

Now, the cast is revealed. Any questions? Any comments? My friends sure are dysfunctional, but I wouldn't have it any other way.