The Awkward Children

I hate the cold. I despise it, I loathe it with all my heart. And yet, I stood outside as it started to snow for an hour after the pep band game, just talking with band kids. I can't even remember half of what was said (though I know it was a lot of me and Logan yelling and trying to one up the other and us and Caitlin laughing far too hard at jokes nobody else got). It didn't matter though; nothing mattered.

We had places to be and hands to prevent from being frostbitten, but we were just having the time of our lives. We could laugh as hard as we wanted and be as awkward as possible and it was all okay. We didn't all know each other very well, but we were the best of friends for that hour, sharing the cold night air and our endless stories and fat pictures with each other. We were tired. We were happy. We belonged.

Everyone should become friends with Whitney Ireland because she is the coolest.