Stitch by Stitch

Skylar and Amber had been best friends since as long as anyone could remember. They promised each other it would always be like that, but when middle school came, they both changed. They grew apart, when all they needed was to be together. Will things ever go back to the way they were?


2. Pinky Promise

The Amazing Spiderman was playing on the TV, but I wasn't paying any attention to it. I was staring at Amber as she watched the movie intently, clinging to every word, but that's not why I was staring. She sat in an awkward position, with her back facing away from me, he chest facing forward, and her face turned to watch the screen. 

Since she walked through the cabana's door 2 hours ao, she had been acting different. I was still trying to figure out what she had forgotten at her house, because when she came over, she didn't have anything she didn't have before. 

I turned away from her for a moment and glanced at the TV screen. I noticed it was ending and breathed a sigh of relief. I had seen that movie too many times, but Amber insisted on watching it yet again. 

A moment later when the credits started rolling, I clicked off the TV. I smiled at Amber, expecting a grin from her, because now was for the part of the sleepover that had always been our favorite. But even when she gave her little half smile, I didn't believe it. Something was bothering her, and I had to know what. 

This was when we spilled all of our secrets to each other. 

"Amber, you have to tell me. What's wrong?" I asked, truly worried. She didn't normally act like this. She was normally so fun and spirited, but she was the opposite of that now. 

She looked at me hesitantly before saying, "I'm scared, Skylar." I furrowed my brows as my mind scrambled to understand whatshe meant. 

"What are you scared of?"

A single tear slid down her cheek, but she wiped it away quickly, hoping I hadn't noticed it. "I'm scared of growing up." she answered finally. "Elementary school is behind us, and our futures lie ahead." 

I scooted closer to her, "Amber, we're just going to middle school. It's not that different," 

"Really? Because I'm already growing up too fast!" she exclaimed. "It started today, Skylar."

"What started?" I asked, confused. 

"IT did Skylar. The monthly thing that happens when you start growing up. I don't want to be growing up!" she started bawling. 

I moved a little closer and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's alright. It doesn't mean anything. It's just part of the whole thing," I said, though I wasn't much help on the subject, because I hadn't even started yet. 

Its true that Amber was maturing faster than me. I was hardly in a training bra, and she was already an A 34. 

"And," I added, "middle school is just another steppingstone. Like I said, it's not that much different."

She looked at me with tear streaked cheeks. "But my sister told me that everything changes when you go to middle school. Everyone starts growing up, people grow apart. I don't want to lose you Skylar. I don't want us to grow apart like everyone else will." 

I smiled at her. "You don't need to worry. We are always going to be best friends and nothing will EVER get in the way," I vowed. 

She asked, "So, you promise neither of us will change?" I nodded in reply. "No matter what, well both stay the same and nothing will get between us?" 

"Pinky promise!" I replied, holding out my pinky, which she grabbed with hers, and for the first time since we got to my house, she smiled back at me. 



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