1 My New Bestie

"Honey hurry down breakfast!" my mom screamed from downstairs. "Coming!!" I quickly replied to her calling while I'm putting on my outfit. Just classic ripped jeans, a white tank top and a light design jacket. I put my books in my backpack and put my backpack straps on my shoulders. I walk down stairs to my kitchen and see my mom cooking eggs. I honestly wasn't a big fan of eggs so GUESS I'M NOT EATING BREAKFAST TODAY. It's my first day of high school and I'm honestly pretty scared and nervous.

I sit in the kitchen chair. My mom and I moved to Dallas 2 years ago, If your wondering why I just said my mom and I well..my dad abused my mom and I. He recently went to prison for 20 years, I haven't t seen him since I was around late 11 early 12. I hear my bus honk. "BYE MOM!" I screamed waving at her. I heard her say bye as I walked out of my house. I walk into the bus and started walking down the bus isle. I see an empty seat next to this older kid. He looked around 15, I'm assuming he's a soft more. I felt a little awkward sitting next to him, I think it was just the nerves. He looked at me and smiled, I smiled back at him nervously.

"Hey, I'm Kyle" he said looking at me leaning out his hand for me to shake it. I didn't know how to react but my natural instinct was to instantly shake his hand.

"I'm Mia.." I introduced myself. He looked at me smiling. I scanned him over, he had short wavy blackish brown hair. He looked to be 5'10, pretty tall. He was wearing Jordan sneakers, and knee high socks with basketball shorts and a Nike shirt.

Before I knew it we were at the front of the school. I stepped off the bus and walked inside. It was huge, like massive. My locker number was 305. I searched for it for a little while. I eventually found it I started to do my lock code. Next to me was another kid he got my attention on how long and curly is hair was. He saw me staring at him and he made in introduction.

"Hi, I'm Austin" he introduced. While going for a fist bump? He seemed silly and childish. I liked that, unlike Kyle he was wearing a whole new bracket of style, some white slip on vans, jeans that didn't allow his socks to show and a black t-shirt that had a rock star looking person on it, "Ozzy Osborn" is what it said on his shirt, with a picture of his face doing some metal looking stuff.

"I'm Mia" I introduced fist bumping him, I giggled. He seemed really nice and sweet.

"Looks like we have the same homeroom" he said to me pointing at the doorway and putting his hands back in his pockets. I could tell he was nervous, I'm guessing because it was 'high school time'.

"Yea, we do. Can I see your schedule?" I asked him. He pulled it out of his pants pocket and handed it to me. We had most of our classes together. "We have a lot of classes together" I added. His face lit up when I said that and he smiled. I liked his smile.

We walked into homeroom together. We decided to sit in the back of the room. We were sitting next to each other, desk by desk. We were laughing and having a conversation about ourselves. He was from Syracuse, New York, he moved to Dallas when he was 9. He told me how he has always wanted to music, be a musician. I loved that about him, I love everything about him just from this little conversation.

1 year later

Austin stormed into his girlfriend's house me following. He walked upstairs to see if his superstition of her cheating was true. He opened her bedroom door and saw her making out with a shirtless guy. He looked at her mad but mostly shocked and heartbroken. He moved over to the wall beside the door and slide down on the floor. His knees to his stomach and his head in between his stomach and knees with his arms rapped around his legs. I sat next to him and comforted him, rubbing small circles on his back and leaning my head on his back. I see his girlfriend run out to him and try to FUCKING COMFORT HIM??! I WANTED TO FUCKING SOCK HER. I love Austin..She don't deserve him.

"Austin I'm so sorry! Please!" She cried. I clinched my fists but I refused the urge to punch her. Instead I pushed her off of him.

"What the fuck is your problem?" She asked in an attitude. Austin was still in the same position sobbing.

"Are you fucking serious?? Are you that Fucking stupid?? You cheat on an amazing guy and YOUR WONDERING WHY WE DON'T WANT YOU AROUND?" I screamed at her. I see the shirtless guy run out of the house. She followed him.

I still comfort Austin as he cries. "Austin.." I softly muttered. He looked up at me looking a little happier knowing that I was there.

"Yes M-Mia" he sniffled. I kissed him on his cheek and started playing with his long curly hair. I wanted to tell him how I felt about him..I wanted to for so long but it wasn't the right time.

"You don't need her, I'm always gonna be here for you" I comforted him. He smiled and hugged me and brushed my hair out of my face.

"I know.. and I love you for that" he answered. I don't know what I would do without him to be quite honest.

2 years later

Austin and I just graduated. I was so happy I graduated and I was gonna go live my dream as being a journalist. But.. Austin was moving to L.A..to live his music dream. I was sad that he was leaving since he was my best friend..and I loved him..I couldn't tell him that though. I was with Kyle. Yes the guy I met on the bus. Austin came up to me smiling.

"Well!" He smiled.

"Yea.." I looked down. I was so sad I'm not gonna see him anymore..

"What's wrong?" He looked at me lifting my head up to look to look at him. I shook my head telling him nothing. "Come with me" he told me "come with me to L.A". I knew I couldn't I had my family here and I had to take care of my grandma with her medical expenses.

"I can't Austin.. you know that" I started to tear up. He saw my face and hugged me.

He looked at me in my eyes. Our eyes connected he leaned in and kissed me. I was so shocked. I didn't know he felt this way about me. He put his arms around my waste and I put my arms around his neck. Our lips moved in sync. There was small tongue not much. We kissed for about 20 seconds until he pulled away. Us knowing that was 'Goodbye' kiss knowing we won't see each other for a while. He started to tear up as well.

"When I'm rich and famous I'll come back for you" he teased. I giggled. "Can you promise me something..?" He asked me. I nodded. "Can you please..just don't let Kyle abuse you anymore please.." he sighed. I have been with Kyle for a few months, and he is sometimes abusive but he loves me..Austin hated me being with him though. I nodded again. He then had to go catch his flight or he was going to be late. He looked at me "I got to go I'll come back for you" he lightly kissed my quickly on my lips again. I can't believe I just watched my best friend leave..

4 years later

Well 4 years later and Austin has never came back for me.. he was the Post Malone now.. I was happy for him. I wonder sometimes if he forgot about me? Does he still care about me like he used to..? I am not a successful journalist sadly..but it's okay. I guess. I missed my bestfriend, sometimes I cry because I miss him so much. I would go and visit him but I don't have any money and if he didn't recognize me I don't wanna embarrass myself. I rarely have money for myself. I work at an ok job, I'm a bartender and I have to pay for my rent and bills.

I saw on T.V that Post Malone my BEST FUCKING FRIEND that I honestly still loved.. was coming back to his home town! I was still here waiting for him in Dallas. He was coming tonight and his tickets for his concert is almost sold out. I tried to buy some but they were all sold out "FUCK" I screamed. Kyle walked in on me screaming.

"What the fuck are you screaming about?!" He scoffed. He then saw Austin on T.V and rolled his eyes. "He don't fucking care about you anymore that's why he didn't come back" I started to tear up but I held them back. "Here I even have a ticket I won I was just about to rip it but just to prove a point here" he handed me it then slapped me because I was wrong about him missing me 'apparently'. I was honestly used to this. I've been with him for almost 5 years and I'm to scared to leave so I keep coming back. He then left to probably go to the bar and fuck some different girl. But honestly I didn't care at this point because I'm going to go see my best friend!