Short Story (HW 24)

She walked into his school for the first time, It had that smell, the smell of bad school lunch and lead based paint. Anyone who has ever gone to a public school knows that smell but yet you never get used to it. The first thing she did was walk up to his friends and greet the same way that she always did, with the slight head nod and then a big hug. They stood there for a second looking around at each other and noticing what 2 months apart could do to them. For the first time it always looked like a lot. They were tan, taller and skinnier. Something that always seemed to fade away over the course of the year. They were in the middle of poking fun at each other when he came over. There was something about him too but this was not the usual changes. His hair was darker not lighter and he had this new glow about him. None of them said it, but they all knew it. How could someone look so different in just 2 months? They didn't dare say anything they just carried on as they always did. They sat and went over their summers one by one. To some people their group was cool and to others their group was a little nerdy. But they didn't care. They were all good friends. But it happened almost immediately. Other girls started noticing him too. They had never really taken a serious interest in him and now all of a sudden he was the center of attention. He was almost instantly popular. Within days he was the toast of the school. Everyone wanted to be him, or at least be like him. His friends were kind of lost in her sudden onset of power but he seemed unaffected by it. It was almost as if nothing had happened. He still hung out with his group. He still put up with them when she could have easily have pushed them away and moved on. It kind of confused her though, she didn't know what everyone saw in him. He was still his same old friend but now to everyone else he was the coolest person.She didn't know what to do but he was still her friend and because of that she was still happy.What made him so cool was that he didn't change because of what people thought of him. He was still the same person who he always was. It like the fame never got to him. Maybe it was because nothing got to him. He was always distanced. But who were we to judge, we were just like her. Thats what made our group so close. We didn't like change, so we kind of distanced ourselves from change. We just were ourselves. Maybe we didn't get what being cool meant, but then again, we just didn't really care.