No one ever said that beginning high school meant growing apart from your best friends, having what seems to be the most complicated love life ever and failing Latin. Although failing Latin was hard to explain to my parents, this bump in the road did not affect me as much as losing my best friends. I knew one had already gone since she had gone to a prestigious prep school while I was stuck in my boring and mediocre Catholic school. But losing my other half came as a shock. It all started when she befriended a girl who fits the stereotype of being the typical cheerleader. When my goody two shoes best friend started partaking in her activities though, I knew a change had to be made. The hardest part about making that change was that I had been accustomed to having my sidekick by me for the past nine years and now I was suppose to find a new one? That was crazy! The girls had already formed their cliques and I was on the outside looking in. Sitting home alone during the summer was a real kick in the gut. What was I doing?! I had to put myself out there. I felt like I was a middle-aged divorcee attempting to find a date. I soon figured out that no matter how hard I tried, my new acquaintances had ties to my old ones and I was stuck. My parents constantly "encouraging" me to make new friends wasn't any better. At that point in my high school career my best friends were two boys who were the best friends of my crush/fling. Like I said, it's complicated. Anyhow, I remember the week before field hockey tryouts some girls reached out to me and conveniently my old "friends" could not make it. So from then on everything was fine and dandy, except for the occasional awkward run in with my used-to-be adopted sister. So, the moral of this story is that even though you feel totally alone, you may not be and you should take advantage of the relationships you have because the truth is that they will only last the next four years and you don't want those years to be time wasted, dwelling on the past of when you weren't "alone". INstead of writing a sob story of how horrible your summer was because you didn't have anyone to talk to, get to the pool and bring someone random along because they could be your next best friend.