an unexpected friend

Growing up, my sister had her set of friends and I had mine and they were never intertwined. Whenever her friends would come over, our vocabulary amongst each other didn't span more then the hello's and the how are you's. A couple of years ago, that all changed. You see, my sister went through this rebellious phase where she dropped everyone, all for a boy. A deadbeat. All her friends turned to me for updates on what was going on with her and of course I didn't know either for I was in the dark with them. Who knew that all her friends and I would become so close while my sister isolated herself from them.

The one relationship that surprised me the most was the one with X (had to use a different letter just incase). She and I would never have guessed we would be so close. But for some reason, she was easy to talk to and vice versa. I would tell her everything that was going on in my life especially about guys. She is the only one that knows everything about me. A few days ago, my guy friend J whom I’ve known since he was about 3 years old and I was 9, said we should share personal stories. And I told him I don't share stories like that. And X interrupted us and yells out, 'she shares with me!' We find it funny that of all the people we are close to, we share our deepest darkest secrets with each other. I think why I tell her everything is because she doesn’t know a lot of my friends so she has an unbiased opinion.

A few months ago we were talking on AIM where I noticed something was wrong. She kept saying random things and every time I ask what was wrong, she would avoid the question. Then she confessed to me that she's confused and she thinks she has a crush on a girl. I told her that lots of girls like to experiment these days and not to worry. She said she’s worried to tell everyone and how judgmental they might become. I reassured her that if her friends were real friends, they won’t care if she’s straight, gay, bi, or whatever. She informs me that I’m the first one she's told. She hasn't even told N, her best friend, a best friend she considers her sister. I felt special to know that she can confide in me something as important as this. What’s funny is that N was the second to last to know. And she said, "Of all the people, you tell Monica first?!" And as for my sister, she just found out last night, a week after N.

It’s funny how the detours of life can sometimes turn out to be scenery to die for. Now that my sister is slowly coming back into society and trying to patch up old wounds, I would never have seen my sister, me, and all our friends together in a room bonding. Even though I’ll never have the same bond my sister has with her friends, I consider them great people and I’m glad life turned out this way.