Smile.

We went through many things, pushed away all the negative feelings, the negative memories away for a happy friendship. Everything was happy, from the time we introduced ourselves, to the time she quit the lessons. By then, there was only broken hearts. Of course, our other friends were sad, too. But there we were, the two of us. Embracing each-other, tear-stained faces. Everything that had started with the lessons, was gone. Nothing. Friendship? Lost.

I moved. We were no longer in the same school. No longer living in the same neighborhood. No longer the same people as we were before...We started anew, with our own lives. I don’t know if she felt the same pain I did, which occurred whenever I heard her name called out or spoken. I hope not. I wouldn’t want her to feel pain.

Years had past. Personalities had changed. Faces, grown. No longer were we the smiley, kiddy, little girls we had been. Fooling around during the lessons, smirking when the other was called out. Now, we knew pain. Of course, we had been through different kinds of pain. Her, the rigorous training of martial arts, and probably emotional pain too. Me, emotional pain, many different kinds of it. 

We forgot everything. Our surroundings, the people surrounding us, when we stood there. Staring. Who is that girl staring at me? The thought shot through both of our minds. She looks so... familiar, but so different at the same time. 

The next thing we knew, we were clinging to each other, as if clinging for life. We forgot all the pain we have been put through. Happiness and joy surged through our bodies. We whispered each-other’s  name, over and over. Doors were slammed, as we were in a professional setting, be we didn’t care. 

There we were. Happy. Talking, as if the years since we last met were mere months. Oh what the smile of a friend could do to you. 

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Disclaimer: This is based on a true story, based on. So not completely true, somethings might have been exaggerated...