Precious Memories

This isn’t just any old story by any old author on any old bit of paper. This is a story of true friendship, between two true friends. Elizabeth and Alexis have been friends for as long as they could remember. They’ve been through thick and thin, fights and break-ups, and made endless precious memories. From meeting at a wedding at age 5, to having children of their own, this is their story.

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3. The School Day

Alexis' P.O.V        8th November 2015

"Alexis!" I heard a familiar voice shout, before Elizabeth bounded down the main reception stairs to where I was standing near the school gates, like I did every day when the bell went at the end of school. Her school bag was bouncing on her right hip and her dark blonde hair was scraped back into a pony tail. In her right hand she carried her school binder. 

"Hey Eliz, good day?" I asked, like I did everyday. This whole after-school scene had become a routine. 

"Yeah good thanks, shall we get going?" I nodded, and we headed back to her house. We spent nearly everyday after school round each others houses, as we only lived three doors down from each other. Our parents have always been best friends, and since meeting 10 years ago at her Mum and Dad's wedding, so have we. 

Around 10 minutes later, we walked down the path to Elizabeth's back door, pushed the handle open and rushed inside, the warm air hitting us straight away. I kicked my shoes off and dumped my bags down in the hallway. I knew I would be here for a while, as Mum always came round to chat with Jane and we ended up walking home late at night, all the time. 

"How are my two favourite girls?" Jane asked, giving us both a hug.

"We're fine Mum" Elizabeth replied, escaping from her Mum's grasp. I laughed, before grabbing a drink and snack for us both, and followed Elizabeth up stairs, who by now, was carrying both of our school bags. 

"Oreo, Tigger, stop chasing Flo" she said, and we both laughed at her kittens chasing around her black labrador, Flo. It was pretty funny considering the size difference between them. I pushed open the door to her room and put the drinks and snack down on her desk, and sat on her bed before opening my bag and taking out my books. Of course before that, we both sat on our phones and updated twitter and Facebook. I refreshed my feed and noticed Elizabeth had tweeted. 

'Love walking home with my best pally Alexis, and especially when she remembers to bring the snacks for our "revision" session!' I chuckled and threw a pillow at her jokingly, to signal that this time we should probably start revising, as we had our GCSE's in a few weeks. We both worked hard at school, but lets just say that we were a little obsessed with other things too. 

"What lessons did you have today?" I asked Elizabeth, who was scrolling through the Harry Potter page on her computer. She was obsessed with Harry Potter, though any one would have guessed that by her book shelf piled with the series and her wall covered in posters and quotes. Or the fact that she was wearing a Hogwarts jumper. Really subtle. 

"Double Science, ICT, Photography, French and English, but it was mostly revision lessons. What about you?" she asked, scrolling through her coursework file and adding to one of the assignments due for our French coursework. The same one that I haven't done yet, that may be due tomorrow. 

"Geography, Double Music, then French and English with you" I replied "I'm so glad we took our Maths GCSE early, I couldn't put up with doing any more equations for the rest of the year". 

"Oh my gosh I know, I still have all those conversations we had on the back of the maths paper!" She said, and I burst out laughing, remembering them. We spent most of our maths lessons messing around together, which explains so much about our grade on that test. 

After a couple hours of chatting, laughing and pretending to work, I grabbed my stuff and headed home for dinner. 

"See you later Eliz, text me!" I shouted up the stairs to her. 

"I will, bye Alexis!" She called from her room. I closed the door behind me and walked round the corner to my house. 

 

 

 

 

 

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