The night Best Friend became Best Friend

He called me up. I had known him for quite awhile, but we never hung out just me and him before. Me and one of my other friends went and picked him up in my old civic hatchback, or, better known as Betsy. We got best friend and went to another friend's house. First mentioned friend and last mentioned friend needed privacy, and best friend recommended we go to 7-11. So off we went. He went through my Cd's, and found Fleetwood Mac. OH HOW WE SANG THAT NIGHT! Horribly, actually, is how we sang. But with all the heart we had. We finally get to 7-11 and get our Slurpee's and a couple taquitos. Best friend recommends we open the back of the hatch back up and sit in the back. Bron agrees. We both do so. It must be known that Betsy was a beater car. A junker. A hooptie. Essentially, a piece of crap. BUT a dependable old piece of crap. It was always a love/love relationship. ANYWAYS, back to 7-11. Betsy's trunk hood-like thing would stay up as long as it felt, then randomly drop so hard you heard a crunch from my head one time and i had to yell because it hit my leg so hard. We learned fairly quickly to position ourselves to hold it up. I might have said the day after this that our moods and behavior were caused by a Slurpee high, which is far beyond any sugar high. But I know better now. Me and best friend were just meant to be friends. We bring out the best in each other, and are 94.73% of the time laughing. We were discussing how much we wanted a cigarette and started asking random strangers if they could spare one. (we were both underage at the time) We were laughing much too loudly and could have cared less. (I've never actually understood that phrase. Shouldn't it technically be COULDN'T care less, since you don't care at all? Anyways, I'm getting sidetracked again...) We looked at the time and realized we had been sitting there laughing for hours. Best Friend said, "What should we tell them we've been doing when we get back?" and I respond with, "You know. Chillen at 7-11. Slurpin on a Slippie." I think the loudest outburst of laughter for that night occured after that statement. From then on, Bron and Best Friend were inseparable.

The Beginning