I have a memory in first grade. Of the first I'm I saw Emma. And in this memory, I see her as glowing golden, and I remember thinking, "Wow. I want to be her friend"

And we were best friends. We did everything together. And when our little group of friends split up, I stayed with Em. She was my best friend. Even when she did things I didn't like.

There was one friend in particular who's name was Iona. She was very controlling of Emma. She tolerated me at first, but then she began to push me out, and was mean not only to me, but also  to Emma. And I tried to tell Em to stop being friends with her, but she just kept on playing with her.

And then, in fourth grade, I realized I liked Emma. Not just in a friend way, but more then that. And in fifth grade I told her that. She drifted away for a while, but eventually came back. We were never as close as we had been before, but we were still friends. 

I have to admit, I still sort of like her. But, my feelings are muted, and I've moved on to other people.

-Sparrow