you and lynn were best friends… when i mean best friends, i mean best friends.

you and lynn would do everything together, from having sleepovers to telling each other everything.

it’s been like that since you guys were 6 and 7.. and now you guys are 16 and 17 and, of course, lynn had to be older.

it kind of sucked having lynn older than you because you guys weren’t in the same grade and couldn’t experience everything at school together and really couldn’t have one of those memorable moments of helping each other with homework.

but you guys still had a sleepover every weekend or any time you really could. since lynn had sports, like normal, sometimes you couldn’t hang out on the weekends.

you never really knew why lynn was so competitive all the time but you never asked since that sounded a little rude.

otherwise, you felt a little change since you had got your first boyfriend a few weeks back and lynn made a face everytime you mentioned how perfect he made you feel.

that look like she felt… mad or serious… kind of like how she looked when somebody from the other team as her at a game had said something bad about her performance or something. possessive… that blank look that just had to have a meaning to it.

you guys would get distant because you wanted to hang out with him but lynn just wanted to see you and do what you guys would always do every weekend.

you were just hanging out with her this weekend like always, nothing new to say or anything, and awkward silence that was once comforting silence just filling up the room and basically suffocating you guys as you guys lay with your backs facing each other on your bed and your phone by your face.. the silence was so loud that you heard lynn’s thumb tapping her screen even though you were nowhere near it.