I always thought people who didn't know how to just say things bluntly were stupid. Though, I never really imagined myself beings friends with one of those idiots. Yup, you heard me right. The person I trust most in life, the one who was supposed to be there for me whenever and wherever, was a complete, incompetent moron. He didn't know how to speak his mind, let alone be sociable. He was complete disaster!
I couldn't take him anywhere, and I actually thought about training him to talk more. He couldn't be around more than five people without wanting to be off in the corner, watching silently as everyone conversed. Most people mistook this act as being cool and mysterious, but all it was, was him being a coward. Yeah, I know. Not a lot of people tend talk about their best friends like that, but what hell, right?
All the girls always fawned over him, thinking that his emerald eyes were so mesmerizing. Well, I hate to break it to you, but they're not. They're not even close to attention- grabbing, they're pretty boring actually. To me, they're like a library: free, and always open to you when you need to know something.
Sure, we were friends, but it was getting tiresome to hear everyone gushing over him as if he was some sort of god or something. He was just a normal person who was no different from anyone else. He was no one but my friend, and although he annoyed the hell out of me, I still cared about him.
With this whole rant, I guess I'm just trying to say this.
Drew Hayden is not superior, not even someone who should be noticed the way he is. He's just a normal human being. But that hopeless, idiotic, anti-social being is my best friend, and no matter what I'll stand by him. That was my promise, and promises were never meant to be broken.