.Letter One. ♥

"Slowly the door creaked open. Eyes fluttering in sleep she shifted as the sound echoed around the otherwise silent room."

.Letter. 1 - Your Best Friend.

Dearest Phoebe,
You are the best friend I could ever ask for. You put up with me through the thick and thin, good and the bad. You've seen me at my best and my lowest. I miss seeing you every weekend like we used to and I miss seeing you every other day at the bus stop.
After these four long years you are the only person I have NEVER had a serious argument with and I love you more than I love my own sisters. I don't want you to ever leave and I know that's selfish. I want you with me in every step of my life and to be there for yours.
I napkin you more than anything or anyone else.
I love our random lists, stupid little jokes, spazz dancing in the kitchen and our epic sleep overs.
With a wish for ever lasting friendship,
"Snorkers"

Dear Miss Shez Zombie,
It's been like what? Three years now? And we're so much closer than most general friends would be. I love the way you're almost always there, and know how to cheer me up or make me feel awkward. That way that we got me fitted and back at your house shows that. You do so much for me and I'm not sure if I show how much I appreciate all that you do for me. You only live up the road which makes seeing you a bit of a breeze because I can drop round whenever.
You support my appetite when we hang and I swear I owe you over $100 for it. It makes me laugh every time I think of our 'maccas run' to Hungry Jacks one night earlier this year. And all the other silly things we do.
Remembering the 'games' we made up and the dares we used to do usually make me smile on the cloudiest of days.
In a way, this is one of the ways I plan to thank you. By making my appreciation public and thanking you whenever I see fit, often more than is needed. ;D
Court

Dear Ryan,
It's been a little over two years since we met, eh? First day of year 10... Tutor Group with Mark Darrell... ahh the old days. Back when you were shorter than I am!!
I know we're not as close as we used to be. I hate that we're not. I still consider you my best male friend if you'll let me. You make me laugh, you make me worry, you make me smile and you make me cry. I'm probably not the best person to have as a friend, I beat you up and take my anger out on you. For that I'm sorry, but I thank you each and every day for putting up with it.

I take what you say seriously and take in your opinions. You tell me what I don't always want to hear and you tell me the truth. I remember one time in (I think) early this year, during the holidays, and you scared me half to death; I went off at Thomas and cried, a lot. I don't ever want to be that afraid to loose you again.
When we had that 'disagreement' at the middle of the start of the school year was quite possibly the most depressed I've been in a while. And it hurt as much as if you had died. I want you to stay and put up with me and all my depressive stuff just enough for me to be able to repay you some how.

I know we'll never be as close as we once were, or in the same way. But it's something I'd like to aim for. I love your company, even when you're 'punishing' me or teasing me about getting scared over a movie. You're even more adorable when you sulk, pout or get jealous and it always makes me go 'naww'. I thank you for you weird way of complimenting me and our 'inside' ways of talking in code.
Ily ♥
Courtney.
P.s. I love that you put up with me teasing you, and randomly coming over to say hi to your mother. I definitely love that you let me do that, and you tollerate everything that I do to annoy you on purpose or not.

To all three of you, I love you all. And I thank all of you for putting up with me and my stupidity, my complaints and depressive moods, for my rage faces and crushes, for seeing me through my 'levels' and making me giggle madly. ♥

.Courtney Grace . ♥