My support, and sometimes cause of insanity.

My friends are some of the most important people in my life. Lets call them Carly, Rebecca, Nancy, and Jade. 

Carly:

Well, Carly and I are very close. Our brains seem wired, considering we think alike, have similar interests, which is why we are obviously twins separated at birth. So since we're married, I guess that's incest... oh well. We both play soccer in our freshman year, but intent on quitting and taking up theatre in the 10th grade. We get each other, go through the same issues, and I am lucky to have her. 

Rebecca: 

The first time I met her, she creepily said hello to me through my fence (her mother forced her to, considering we're new-almost neighbors since I moved in one house down). And is probably the best things that has ever happened. We are practically inseparable, connected at the hip. She is sarcastic, in a mean way, but she is obsessed with pink and the word love. Love infatuates her. Entices her. Her five rings have some variation of a heart, has a picture of love written using hands on her wall, and wears a bracelet daily which reads "All you need is love." Her ex-boyfriend of a near 6 months, lets call him Steve. 

Nancy: 

You know that girl in your grade who seems innocent, shy, quiet, and smart? Well that's Nancy. Yet when you get to know her, you come to realize your first impression of her was wrong. Oh so very wrong. Lazy, loud and funny Nancy is. Completely misjudged by the first impression. I hadn't been friends with her until recently, brought to her mostly by Carly and Rebecca. 

Jade:

Jade is the stereotypical good girl overachiever whose mother is quiet and sweet, but any grade under a 90 is unacceptable. She is gifted with music in the way of flute and piano. One of the sweetest girls you'll meet. Again I recently become friends with Jade, brought together by Carly and Rebecca. 

These are my closest friends in a nut shell. We are all a close group of 5. 

Thanks for reading. 

Much love,

        Jane Doe.