Throughout my whole life, I have had only one best friend, Hypez. We have experienced everything together: white water rafting in seventh grade, running a mile to her house in the pouring rain, or riding a double bike around Hampton Beach, we always have a good time. We had had embarrassing times, and hard times, but most of all, fun times. As middle school rolled around, we became even closer. Hypez and I had made new friends, and accepted them into our little group, but I knew in high school, we would not be as close, because we were going to different high schools.
I have been dreading the experience of high school since the moment I stepped into middle school. I always worried about the first day of high school: where I would sit at lunch, the people I would meet, and if I would get lost. But the hardest thing I had to do was leave Hypez.
Goodbye Division
