MITCHEL'S POV
It was really nice outside. The wind was blowing softly and it was warm. The sun was going down, the colors of purple, yellow and orange filled the sky. It was so beautiful. I managed to pull myself down onto the sand, it was warm too. As I was starring at the sky, I felt hands on my shoulder. I knew it was Emily. She wrapped her arms around my neck and placed her head on my shoulder, she didn't say a word. I turned to her direction, her hair smelled like her coconut shampoo. "You okay there Emily?" I said with a smile. "Yea" she replied, "I'm just a little tired, that's all." Emily's arms released from my neck and she shifted her body so that she was sitting beside me. She placed her head on my shoulder. "What is it that you wanted to talk about Mitch?" she asked looking out into the Ocean. "It's just a question I've been wondering about." "Okay, tell me." Emily said. I took a deep breath and looked out to the Ocean as well. "Are you embarrassed by me?" I asked, I know that question sounded a bit harsh but I needed to know. I felt Emily's head come off my shoulder; I looked at her and saw her starring at me. "How could you say that?" She asked. "I just need to know, are you?" She was still starring at me. Her blue eyes locked with my brown eyes.
"If I was embarrassed, do you think I would still be around?" She was right; she was pretty much the only person who stayed my friend after the accident. People didn't want a cripple as their friend. "I just needed to know, you wouldn't be the first to leave my life." I said, now avoiding eye contact with Emily.
EMILY'S POV
I was shocked when Mitchel asked me that question; it felt like I've been lying to his face all this time. It really hurt, but I it's hard to understand what Mitchel's going through right now. I would feel the same feeling he has right now if I was in his condition. Mitchel was still starring at the Ocean, avoiding eye contact with me. I started to think about what he last said, about people leaving his life. I can only imagine the feeling he has about that right now. Finally Mitchel said something. "Why did they leave Ems? I'm in a freaking wheelchair; I don't have a contagious disease." He said. I knew the answer, and I know Mitchel did to. "Why don't you tell me why you think they left Mitch?" Mitchel looked away again, but this time he wasn't starring at the Ocean, he was starring at his legs. He began to move his body, his hips were swinging back and forth, but his legs weren't. He stopped and looked at me. "Is it because of my legs? Because that since I'm in a wheelchair, people aren't seeing me as the cool, athletic guy they thought I was?" He was right, ever since the accident, people weren't treating Mitchel that same anymore. Now that he can't play football anymore, he's un- cool. Now that he's in a wheelchair, people think it's weird and un-cool. They stop treating him like that popular guy he used to be and started treating him like a freak in a wheelchair. Before I could finish my thought, Mitchel cut in.
"You know what it feels like Ems? It feels like I was only liked because I was the star of the football team, that I lead our school into it's first national title. They didn't like me for me, they liked me for my abilities. Now that I got it taken away from me, they want nothing to do with me anymore." Everything he said was true, No one looked twice at him in the hallways, and he lost all his football buddies and his popularity. "Now that I lost my cool guy, athletic image. Who am I?" He asked. I looked up at him, and he looked at me straight in the eyes. "I know the answer." I said, with a smile. Mitchel shrugged. "I don't suppose you can tell me?"
MITCHEL'S POV
I felt sad, talking about everything that I lost. But when Emily said she knows who I am. It made me feel warmer inside. And it felt better when I was looking into her baby blue eyes. Emily was looking into my eyes too, she moved closer to me, which made me feel more comfortable. "Well," she said, "You're the kind of guy that loves football, but will watch the Notebook with me over and over. You're never afraid to show how you feel, but I know you want the best for everyone. Your not afraid to try something new, and when try you end up being good at it and loving it. You will offer your help to anyone who needs it and I know you will stick up for something you believe in." Those words, made me feel good inside. She was right too. "Anything else?" I said, now I just wanted to here more. "Well, you're also sweet, funny, down to earth, trustworthy and honest. And you never ever failed me as a best friend." She said, ending it with a smile.