we ate out and we went to the mall. then around 7 we went to shan's house. and there were shan and hillary. we made up the three musketeers, best friends since the sixth grade.

and they had all my favorite movies. one from every decade: it happened one night (34), casablanca (42), an american in paris (51), west side story (61), the breakfast club (85), dirty dancing (87), forrest gump (94), and briget jone's diary (01). i didn't have one for the 70's. in fact, i didn't like the 70's at all.

we stayed up all night, the 3musketeers and maxi, and watched my favorite movies, and others. it was the best night of my life. i had never felt so loved, so wanted before. no one had ever felt that way. these girls knew me. they even knew what my favorite movies were, for every decade. and they still wanted to be with me.

i didn't go home that night, or the day after. when i finally knew that there was no avoiding it, i sunk back into a sort of depression. maxi took me home and told me to give her a call later. then i went into the house. i'd never heard so much hell before. but i really didn't care, because i was happy and i knew somebody wanted me. not my parents, but my friends. and no matter how much mom and dad took away, i would always be one of the 3musketeers those two days were the best days of my life.