you and teresa were the only two girls in the entire glade, which meant while the boys complained you two would gossip.

you'd share a hammock, do things around the glade together, talk about your crushes, real best friend stuff.

you could do anything and she'd support you, there was no judgement in your friendship, just genuine love toward each other.

you two were propped against a wooden log as you stared at the bonfire, she was yapping about her new crush.

which had to be her 36th this week. or that's what it felt like anyway.