He’s always been my best friend, and it’s not even that it was supposed to happen. He’s a year older than me. Samantha’s the one my age. She and I were supposed to be the closest. But while I love her, it’s always been Will. Will that I’d ask to have sleepovers in the summer room with. Will that I’d want to make sandcastles with. Will that I’d miss so much it hurt during the school year. He could make me laugh like no one else. He just got me.
