Owen
Tears fell from my eyes as I watched my best friend flit from her room to her studio. My precious cupcake. She is everything to me. I remembered when I first saw her. I had just moved to our small town of McCook, Nebraska. My father had lost his job in Denver, and found a new one in the small town. The town consisted of 1 high school, 1 junior high, if you didn’t count the catholic school that went from elementary to 8th grade, and 1 non religious elementary. I found it hard to make friends the first week of school. All the kids grew up together and I was the brand new kid coming in at the middle of 9th grade.
Lia had been sick my first week there, then on the Monday of my second week, the most beautiful girl I had ever seen walked into my first period class. She was like
