As she left, a tear rolled down my face. Why did this have to be? She was my best friend, my first kiss, and overall, the best person I've ever met. Why did she have to leave?
In the beginning, I didn't want to talk to her. She was SO not my type. At first, there was a slight rivalry between us. My friends kept saying the guy who could have her would be the luckiest guy ever. But me? Bleh. However, one day, class had just ended and everyone was exiting the room. But, just before Jenna and I got out, the door closed and locked itself. We were stuck inside.
"Dang it!" the redhead exclaimed as she tugged on the doorknob. "It won't open! And worst of all, I'm stuck here with YOU!" I scowled. "Thanks for the compliment. I try my best to disgust you," I said sarcastically. She started crying. "Hey, why are you, of all people, crying? You're suppoed to be the smartest, toughest, most pretty girl in this school!" I exclaimed loudly. Oops.
"You really think that?" Ariana said. She hugged me. "Thanks." I was stunned. I guess I was really lucky or really darn stupid. Ever since then, We started hang out together more often. My friends teased me, but I didn't care. As they said, I was the luckiest dude on Earth to get that girl.
A few weeks earlier, we were sitting together, watching the fireworks display. Soon enough, we found ourselves staring at each other. She looked into my hazel eyes as I gazed into her emerald eyes. God, they were pretty. That night, we shared our first kiss.
But recently, she received a scholarship to Harvard. She was leaving today. Why did it have to be so soon? The van left, and soon enough, a new van came. A girl with sapphire eyes and raven hair stepped out of the vehicle. As I looked at her, she looked at me. She smiled. I got the message. She wanted to talk to me later.
I guess sometimes, endings turn into beginnings.