Sometimes trust was easy to give like in a trust fall excercise, already knowing each other for all this time, already trusting each other had made things much easier. Juleka's hands were steady when she caught Rose, and it was a kind of steadiness that she still longed for when she caught Juleka in her arms.
Juleka was her best friend, is her best friend, and is much steadier than Rose has ever felt like, and so she dreams of being just as strong and stubborn as her friend is, never a quitter unless really pushed there. She had her own set of problems, and yet despite those problems, Rose trusted Juleka to always be there.
Her friend had her back, was steady like a flame that never flickered, and Rose admired that kind of hard work, effort, and concentration when she stepped forward to do something important. Juleka seemed fearless despite Rose's more naturally fearful of anything that seemed like a threat to her own safety from scary masks and ideas that were hard to deal with to whatever else that troubled her belly.
Juleka had never left her side through thick and through thin, and Rose was beyond glad to call this young woman her best friend, her suppor system that never quit, the one person in their grade that she trusted nearly endlessly and that very person person that she could tell anything without fear that Juleka would ever see her as a completely horrible person.
Love traveled and festered where trust bloomed, and so though their friendship was purely platonic, they loved each more than anything and had each other's backs through every obstacle and burden of life. Juleka is Rose's best friend, and Rose is Juleka's best friend. There's no doubt about it as trust flourishes between the two of them.