Other Lauren~

I just realizes - I always talk of three of my best friends, don't I? Mason, my best guy friend; Hayley, who I can go to with any problem; Little Lauren, the love of my life and my everything.
But I have four best friends.
Other Lauren - she and I met in the second half of seventh grade, when I switched classes (I was moved to the gifted class from the normal one), around the same time I met Mason and Emma (another close friend I haven't seen in too long). She's got light-gold blonde hair and greenish-blue eyes, and when we first met I think I remember she wore glasses. We barely knew each other - she always had her nose in a book, and I was always chatting with her two best friends Mason and Emma (she's also a good friend of Hayley, but that's not relevant). It wasn't 'til eighth grade that we actually started really speaking to each other.
My middle school schedules were odd. Mason and I were in the gifted program, but not in the same advanced math that the other gifted kids were in, so our classes were awkwardly arranged. While our classmates stuck with pretty much the same group of kids all day, we switched around through two different ones. Seventh grade was liek dis:
HR
Core 1: HR Class
Core 2: HR Class
Lunch
Core 3: HR Class
Core 4: B Class
Exploratory

And eighth grade:
HR
Exploratory
Core 1: HR Class
Core 2: B Class
Lunch
Core 3: B Class
Core 4: HR Class

Okay, so in eighth grade I had Little Lauren, Hayley, Taylor, Liza, Jordan (not the one I usually talk about - LLP's ex), and that group in my HR Class. But, as you can see, I had lunch with my B Class 'cause my schedule was all awkward. My B Class had a whole bunch of kids I never spoke to - I knew a couple of them, like Other Lauren, Sydney (someone even more into books than Lauren), and Meaghan (the grade's leukemia survivor) - but no one I ever really spoke to. I spent like three days sitting all by my lonesome and hating life, watching Little Lauren & co. enviously from afar, before Other Lauren invited me to sit with their group of three.
We talked a little, in between books. I had to bring notebooks and stuff to do, but it was a companionable silence as opposed to the painful awkward all by myself. We joked around a bit, but we were barely friends.
Then Morgan started sitting with us - I've mentioned him, right? Funny, tubby guy? *shrug* - and all of us opened up (well, not Meaghan, but no one really cared all that much about her sitting there. Lauren kept her involved, but otherwise we didn't really notice her presence). We were loud and laughing and silly and lunch was really something to look forward to. They were the first people I came out to after Little Lauren and Hayley.
Now, Lauren and I are really best friends. We've not hung out in a non school-related setting, but it's something I'm hoping to happen this year.
Why mention any of this, you may ask? Well, she and Mason and I were having this conversation at lunch today. Mason had been being a dickwad (as per usual) and said something about Sean/Shawn/whatever (Lauren's senior bf) only dating her because he feels bad for her. This was extremely insensitive of him, and really pissed her off. I mentioned how my dad had joked that he paid my friends to "love me," and I asked Mason (jokingly) if he only loved me 'cause he was paid and he said no. "Why would I use the money your dad gave me to buy you cookies?" (Which he does everyday~) I asked Lauren as well, and she said no. "I love her for who she is, not because I feel sorry for her." This was followed by a pointed glare at Mason. I LOL'd.
Gosh, I love my friends.
Anyway, just now as I lay in bed I was thinking about said love and thought maybe I'd give them the link to this blog, y'know? But, alas, I realized I'd feel hurt if one of my friends had a blog about their life and didn't once mention me. I mean, I mentioned her like once without much fanfare, but she's so amazingly awesome and nerdy and lame and fantabulous that I thought maybe an entire post about her would maybe suffice for the horror I have commited.

Love,
Rayy

PS: D'y'know who ELSE stays up way past her bedtime being lame on the computer and then complains about lack of sleep in the morning? MY MOOOMMM~ (*loves Regular Show, then passes out from exaustion* <3) (I hate my mom by the by. Thought that was worth mentioning.)