Chapter 3: Rebekah

Chapter 3: Saige

               “Is this the last time I’ll ever see them?” I thought to myself, as everyone gathered together. I felt like crying. “Maybe I shouldn’t do this. They have been so kind.” I shook my head to stop the girly thoughts.

               “You know you have to do this.” I quietly scolded myself. I looked at all my friends, and sighed. It was going to be hard to leave them.

               Later that day, I stared at the overflow of messages to Nadili of how sad they were and how much they would miss her and her little sister. A tear slipped from my face as I read Nadili’s tearful replies, each to a certain person, and each ending in a sad face.

               “I will miss you Marco! You’ve blown me off my feet!L”

               “It’s like I was magically drawn to you Roxy! I don’t want this to end! L”

               “I promise to write when I get there Madi. It will never be the same though! L”

               Suddenly, and email popped up, with my name in it. “Saige, what can I say to you. You are an amazing, talented, fascinating person with a lot of spirit and personality. I glad I found you. You are that string that ties our friendly bondage, and I don’t know what we would be without you. I will write to you as much as I can. Keep our friendly family together while I’m away. I trust you. I don’t want to leave, but my mom won’t say yes on staying. I will visit whenever I can. I’ll miss you so much. L!!!”

               Before I knew it, I was writing back, “Nadili, you have been the best of the best! Everyone has. Thanks for everything you’ve done, for taking me in even though I was from someplace else, and for being an awesome friend! I don’t want you to go!” Before I hit the “send” button though, I realized I was being too nice and quickly erased what I wrote, and just put plainly, “I’ll miss you.”

               I turned around in my chair to face my plain room. Two pictures caught my eye. One of them was Nadili and I laughing and wearing matching shirts that both read “BBFs!” that Roxy had taken. The other was the whole group, smiling at each other, happy as can be.

               Realizing I was being soft, I let anger boil up inside of me and I grabbed the picture of Nadili and me and threw it hard into my empty trashcan. I heard a loud snap and suddenly felt guilty. I pulled out the broken picture carefully out of the garbage and examined it. There was a large crack that separated me and Nadili. I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want to be separated from my friends, especially Nadili, who was kind enough to take me as a friend.

               I turned back to my laptop, and clicked on another unread message.

               “Did you do it?” It read.

               “No. Just give me more time.” I wrote.

               Suddenly, an email from Madi popped up:

               “SAIGE! I’m moving too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

               Almost immediately, messages popped up, saying how terrible they were feeling and how sad they were and how much they’d miss her. I quickly logged out of my account so I wouldn’t get soft again and looked at the cracked picture. I didn’t want to be separated from Nadili, but I knew I would have to. I looked at my desktop picture. The words “Friends Forever” were written in cursive on the top. Below, Nadili and I were lying on our stomachs, our head in our hands, and we were smiling. I slammed the laptop closed and took a deep breath.