Brother's Best Friend

Adelaide Wilson

I'll admit, i was a pretty fugly 11 year old

You'd think I would have gotten the memo like most girls to start experimenting with make up and hair styles to make a new look for myself coming up to a new school- because to move from primary to secondary is a BIG deal...As anyone else would tell you.

You are surrounded with new people who know nothing about you which gives you a chance to make something of yourself, to be different, to be a new kind of you that you can spend the next 5 years shaping into your ideal self. Ready for adulthood. Everyone was doing it

Even my dork brother, Lee. He was using an excessive amount of hair products to make sure his hair would stay in this perfect style that he had discovered whilst watching YouTube videos.

He even grew obsessed with Lynx aftershave to ensure he never smelt like the b.o riddled 11 year old he was.

He was filled with confidence walking into this new, strange buliding on our first day of school. He kept his head held high and made everyone believe he didn't have a care in the world.

See this. This is the right thing to do. Which I didn't understand at the time

As an 11 year old my biggest worry wasn't what my first impression would be at my new school. It was the fact I was going to an entirely seperate one to my friends from my primary school.

My biggest concern was how lonely I'd be, not what others would think of me. I didn't think of the possibility of making new friends, because who wants new friends when I already had 3 amazing ones?

I didn't believe I'd ever lose touch with any of them, needless to say I was fucking wrong. But I digress

I showed up on the first day of school with my dark brown hair in a tight ponytail, my side fringe parted with grease. My glasses were unflattering on my face with a rectangular, slim frame where there was no bottom. Giving everyone a perfect display of my jar-glass lenses.

I had a bright pink back pack that I had gotten 3 months before the summer so my mother refused to buy me a new one. My eyebrows were bushy and unkempt (the joys of having thick eyebrows when you had no clue how to care for them) I basically had a bordering unibrow.

I guess you could argue I was lucky, I had skin free of acne and blemishes, just freckles dotted here and there- still do- and my teeth were as straight as they could be, allowing me to never have to endure the pain of braces like my brother had to

So maybe I was asking for it... I was an easy target and I walked with my head down

Going up to secondary, I never imagined I would be the type to not be able to fight back. But, when push came to shove my tongue was completely tied.

I don't know whether it was because of how my self confidence seemed to have plummeted the second I realised I had no one and it wasn't as easy speaking to people in comp like it was in primary.

It all kind of screwed me over. The massive change of pace was a lot for me, so maybe I can't blame Eren for the way he treated me the first couple of days...weeks...months of school

Now Lee, he was in the same boat as me. No friends, going head first into a new environment. But he handled it. He adapted fast and after the first week he was already adopted into the popular group. He had even tried out for the football and rugby teams. This helped mould his social circle to be wide and extensive.

Even with so many people to choose from, he still picked the one person I had a problem with to be his best friend.

Granted, he didn't know of the shit Eren put me through.

My brother does care for me like any brother would, but I would never have dreamed on weighing in on him and his group of friends... they weren't really my crowd and a majority of them wouldn't have wanted me around anyway

Lee thrived and I just got by

I became close with one girl but half way through year 7 when a better option came along she ditched me real quick.

From that point on, I made a deal with myself to not get close with someone again. So, I went through 3 years of school with a group of friends, none of them I would consider a best friend.

That is until I met Stella. I met her through our mutual hate for Eren. We both had different reasons to hate the guy.

He's just an asshole in general to me and he dated Stella along with another girl at the same time. Neither of them knowing of each other's existence. When Stella caught him out his reasoning was that Stella wouldn't put out whilst the other girl would. Sick, right?

Well, that's Eren Thorne for you