Hey everyone! The picture above is Elizabeth. I had a really hard time picking the right actor for her, but this is what I imagined her to look like!

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              I was a month into my senior year of high school.

                Oh how glamorous.
But not really. The first few days were hectic, from trying to find the right outfits to wear, to making myself get up in the mornings.

Truth was, I disliked school.

But doesn't everyone? 

This morning in particular I felt like wearing a cute outfit I just purchased at the mall last weekend. I wasn't that fashionable, but a couple of my good friends helped me pick it out. I took a shower and let my hair dry in soft curls that reached down to my waist. I smiled in the mirror -trying to convince myself how gorgeous I looked. But that was equivalent to trying to convince a Antelope that an alligator was a log.

                         Wasn't going to work.

I sighed and glanced at the pile of homework I stayed up late finishing. I was almost surprised there wasn't bags under my eyes when I woke up. 

A strong ding radiated from my phone, I glanced down and noticed a text from Ben. My heart instantly warmed like hot chocolate or a Butter pecan coffee from Starbucks. I raced outside with a smile on my face because believe it or not, when Ben was around, School suddenly became more bearable.

I was wasn't even in school yet when the Marshals moved next door. It was a cool spring when the deer had babies and the flowers finally bloomed. Of course I don't really remember the moment on my own accord, but my Mom would tell me stories about how we first met.

I was sitting outside playing on the swings, of course I was swinging by myself since Mason wasn't born yet. I was just swinging, dreaming that I was Peter Pan flying through Neverland. I looked across the blank, Hayfield that separated two houses. Mine was dark and gray, while the other house was a light brown - Brown sugar.

A little boy that looked to be my age started walking over. I was startled at first since my parents always told me to beware of strangers. I waited till he stood in front of me when a bright smile ignited on his face. He had a a soft dimple on his right cheek. Benedict Marshall. My best friend.

I trudged down the long wooden stairs that lead to my driveway, there Ben sat in the driveway in his black mustang. I was kind of jealous when his grandparents bought it for him, but I've gotten used to it. Meanwhile, I'm stuck with a red jeep I only use to go shopping, or when Ben decides to skip school.

"Morning Libs" Ben said as I climbed in the passenger side. "Why are you dressed up on a Monday? Isn't that a Thursday thing?" He questioned as he glanced at my outfit.

I usually dressed up on Thursday's because of volleyball games, similarity how Ben dressed nice on Fridays because of Football. It was routine, and I'm almost surprised Ben noticed the difference.

"I felt like looking nice today. Nothings wrong with that" I remarked. I glanced at him to see a doubtful look in his eyes. His dark brown hair was in his normal hairstyle that attracted all the girls, styled neatly swept to the side. His eyes were a light blue that reminded me of the Oceanside.

I know this isn't something you're supposed to say about your best friend, but if he wasn't like a brother to me, I'd smash.

I understood why all the girls liked him. He was unmistakably hot.

"Is it for that stupid Colton guy?" Ben asked. He sounded annoyed, overly annoyed.

"Seriously Ben. Of course it's not, maybe I just want to look nice for school. Why don't you try it?" I questioned smoothly. Ben chuckled while showing his perfectly white teeth. I remember the braces stage in middle school, I chuckled.

"I'm already as hot as it is. I got nobody to impress anyways" Ben said. His lifted up his shirt while he was driving, while swiftly running his hands down his abs. "Come on, look at these. Tell me this isn't hot to you girls" Ben said while laughing.

Honestly, this isn't the first time I've seen his abs. Ben was actually very proud of them and during the summer we would take trips to water parks and to the beach. It wasn't on occasion that he would randomly get girls numbers and then never text them.

I looked

Because let's be honest, who wouldn't?

"Yeah, but still. Why don't you ever take Chelsey out on a date? Don't you like her?" I asked. Ben stayed quiet. He glared at me, a sharp direct glare. He dropped his t-shirt and put both his hands on the steering wheel.

"Shut up." He said. I laughed knowing he was probably embarrassed to talk about it. But once again, Ben stayed quiet. Usually he refused to talk about his crush or the certain girl he actually liked. I'm not sure, but was that normal among the boy species?

"Why don't you take Colton on a date then? He can probably afford to take you to Red Lobster, or maybe Hibachi. Somewhere with fancy shit" Ben said amused. He was teasing me and we both knew it. I looked at him with a harsh glare on my face. He caught my eye a little bit, and suddenly he burst out laughing. I frowned as he continued to laugh harder.

"Oh come on Libs, you know it's true. He's a stuck-up rich kid that probably smokes weed behind everyone's back" Ben said plainly like there was nothing else to explain it.

"He does not smoke weed." I said, trying to defend him. "If he does, how do you explain the good grades he gets and his full-ride scholarship to Harvard." I said

"Fredrick does his homework, and gives him the answers on tests. We both know he's in good with the teachers since his Dads the principal. It's kind on obvious, I'm not sure how you didn't figure it out yet" Ben said. Ben had given me this speech a dozen of times, but I knew better than believe him. All proof swayed against Bens claim. I wasn't an idiot, and Ben knew that.

"Whatever, He has abs......I think" I said, because somehow his body structure might make things better.

"No he doesn't. Trust me, even you could beat him up. He has muscles worth shit" Ben said. I frowned double.

"Do you have nothing better to do then trash talk?" I asked with a double-strict glare. Ben laughed and reached over to put his big hand on the back of my seat.

"By the way, I never did tell you that you look gorgeous today" Ben said with a radiant smile that showed his teeth. I smiled, suddenly forgetting about our conversation earlier.

"Thanks Ben" I said, generally heart-warmed. A compliment from Ben always made my day better, always.

We pulled into the Glade West High School just in time for school. The building was made of brick, and teenagers of all ages were heading inside. I've been coming here ever since I was in Kindergarten, with Ben by my side.

"I'm skipping 5th period study hall today. Want to come?" Ben asked hopefully. His bright blue eyes lit up.

"You already know I'm going to say no" I said with a straight stare. Ben let out a fake chuckle.

"I'm just hoping that one day your'll grow some balls and come along" Ben said while heading into school. I followed swiftly even when he was multiple inches taller than me.

"I can't just magically grow a pair of balls unless I started taking testosterone" I said.

"Whatever, I like you better as a girl anyways, even if you would rather sit through a boring class than skip with me" Ben said with a chuckle. He opened the school doors for me as I headed inside, the air conditioning was blasting through the halls.

My conversation with Ben died down, where it would remain for the majority of the school day. I rarely talked to him inside of school because we had few classes together, but somedays we would walk together from class to class, it was routine.

See, Ben and I have a different relationship than most people. We have a relationship that nobody would understand except us - the people who are living in it. We have a relationship that is perfect, and I wouldn't want it to be any different.