"So I met a boy today," Halley told me a week before Valentine's day. She hadn't talked about any guys in a while, this sounded good.
"Continue please."
"Well I've know him but feelings have developed recently."
"You going to go for it?" I asked her.
"No, I'll admire from afar. I can't go for it."
I sighed.
"Why the hell not?"
"Guys like him don't date girls like me."
"Girls like you?" I asked stunned.
"Yeah that Hollister, Rainbow shoes wearing girls," she said quickly. When she said s*** like that it p***ed me off. There were no types, no "girls like her" and Halley was different and way
better look then all those girls.
"Damnt Halley," I said legitely p***ed. "Your way more attractive then those girls, your way different then them so don't you dare...don't dare say that for a god damn second."
Halley stayed quiet. For a moment I felt bad, but then I didn't. Halley needed the truth and some confidence. She was my best friend, so someone had to give it to her.
"Why are you so worried?" I asked her.
She sniffled. Oh god, I hope she wasn't crying.
"I'm scared," she whisperes, "I'm scared of the outcome."
I sighed, understanding the feeling.
"You have to take a chance though. You'll never know until you try."
She sighed.
"I'm just scared to get knocked on my face."
I cleared my throat.
"But you'll get back up."
"I don't know," she said.
"See there's one thing I admire about you, it's how strong you are," I told her.
"I'd beg to differ."
"No, think about it, you may get knocked down but your never down for long, you always get back up."
"I can't afford to be on the floor."
"Exactly you always get back up and I admire you for that," I said to her. See if I was down then I was down for the count and there was no getting back up, not for a while at least.
"Everything's going to be okay, right?" she asked.
"Of course," I lied.