"That's my fuckin' best friend, best friend
That's my fuckin' lifeline, that's my ride or die like
That's my fuckin' hate-you-but-you-know-that-that's-a-damn-lie."
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I've never had so much fun in my life.

My best friends and I decided to go to the mall to get some things for Sam's 17th birthday that's coming up next week. After we got everything we needed, we decided to go clothes shopping. Emily and I were going to shop for clothes first and then accompany Sam when he went for his.

After everyone finished shopping for their stuff, Sam suddenly had this crazy yet hilarious idea that we should all try on everyone's style of clothing.

For me, putting on Sam's sporty kind of outfits didn't feel so outlandish but I felt really weird in Emily's clothes. Sam made it even worse by chanting for me to twirl in a cream coloured flay skirt Emily forced me in.

“Oh come on Star, you look pretty!” Emily squeals. Meanwhile Sam is cackling in the corner. I manage a small twirl before I run into the changing room.

Sam and I’s style looks so strange on Emily. Putting on joggers, button downs and leather jackets doesn't fit her at all but still she doesn't look bad, just different.

As expected, Sam’s turn cracks all of us up. In my style of clothing he doesn't look so strange although it's not really close to his style. His is more of sleeveless tees, joggers, jersey's etc while mine is button downs, shorts, hoodies etc.

The funniest moment of all is when it's time to try on Emily's style of clothing. The worst part is that he doesn't even show one hint of embarrassment. He keeps twirling around in dresses and skirts and I can't help but take pictures of him while Emily laughs at his silliness.

It was a really fun day. And I love shopping. Like yeah sure the thing you're shopping for is important and can be special but I think the actual activity of shopping is the best part of the whole thing.

I feel happier than I have in the days before. I feel like my peace is coming back. The happiness that I thought I lost and would never get back is returning slowly. Spending the day with my best friends makes me forget a lot of stuff, not just about kyle and the whole singing drama but so many things in my life that I think about too much, so many things that make me feel like I can't feel the way I'm feeling with my best friends at the moment.

Sam starts to walk away abruptly.

“Hey, where are you off to?”

“There's something I forgot to get. I need to go and grab it before I forget it for good see ya!”

“Wait, what's the thing?”

He's already so far away that we have to yell to communicate with each other. He signals to me that he has to go quickly and he speeds off immediately leaving me staring at him with a raised brow.

“Weird boy,” I comment as I look back at Emily.

She gives me a smile and waves him off. “Sam is always weird.”

I give her a knowing smirk. She ignores it.

“Hey, there's this outfit I want to get for Sam. I know he'll love it!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Uh huh. I think I know exactly where it is.”

She notices the hard stare I'm giving her and she sighs in surrender.

“Okay, fine I still like him, satisfied?”

I chuckle mischievously and she rolls her eyes.

“But…” I raise an eyebrow at her. “I don't want anything to happen between us again. I think we're so much better as friends.”

I nod in understanding.

“I don't want to throw everything away, our friendship is special. All of us. And honestly, we're better off as best friends. It's so much easier.”

“You're not wrong. Being friends is so much easier. I mean…you guys splitting up makes things a bit weird but still…being just best friends makes things so easy.”

She smiles at me with her own nod. Then her eyes light up as if she just remembers something.

“The outfit…Sam. I need him to check it out. Can you help me call him while I go and check?”

“Um…” I scratch the back of my head. “I don't really know where he is. Dude just ran off like something was after him.”

She chuckles. “He can't be that far. Maybe he's even coming back. Please…I need him here quick. It's getting late and we'll have to leave soon.”

“Ugh fine…” I murmur and walk off.

“Hey wait!” I spin around.  “I think he followed that elevator.” She points towards the right.

“Yeah, yeah,” I nod and walk off.

I stand in front of the elevator as I wait, staring at my phone until the door finally opens up and a few people walk out. I step in, my eyes still on my phone.

The elevator is empty and I don't look back at first as the door shuts behind me. But before I can turn around, I hear my name being called by a voice that is so familiar. The sound of the voice causes my insides to twist and suddenly the entire wonderful day is ruined.

“Star?”

I whip around. Kyle is staring at me with sad, wide eyes. Hopeful eyes. I cut off the eye contact, still trying to get over the initial shock.

But I don't even have enough time for that because suddenly the entire elevator jerks and shudders and then stops abruptly. Then the lights go out.

Oh fuck no. Why now? WHY AT THIS MOMENT OF MY MISERABLE LIFE?

I've watched this happen in movies a lot and it has never ever happened to me before. Heck I didn't even think it could happen in real life but lo and behold on the day that I happen to somehow be in the same elevator as Kyle it decides to happen.

I can't seem to get this thought that keeps running over and over again out of my head: why does this boy keep coming back to my life?

I don't even care anymore. If this is something fate wants to do to try and tell me it was meant to be then I also have something to say to it back. And that is that no matter what it wants to do to try to bring us together…it's not happening.

All I want now is to get out of this fucking elevator, get Sam and Emily and the stuff we bought and get out of here.

But the elevator has to work in order for that to happen and I don't know how long I might be in here with this boy.

♬♬♬
Best friend - Conan Gray