Character Story
It has only been a year, but Maggy and I are attached at the hip. We met in our Communication Research and Theory class. A likely or unlikely place depending on how you look at it.
On the first day, I walked into the classroom to see my group of friends from the past two years sitting together. I decided to join them and we began talking about our summers. I noticed that there was a new girl in our class; however, I was only a sophomore, so I just thought she was an upperclassman that I hadn’t had classes with yet. It turned out that she was a transfer student from Chicago.
Our professor wanted us to create our groups for the upcoming semester-long project. Naturally, I chose my friends that I was sitting the closest to while Maggy chose the people she sat closest to, not knowing how that we would soon become friends.
After class, my one friend invited all of us to go to her place for the evening. None of who she invited went, except for Maggy. The two began to hangout together. This was a beautiful start.
The next class period, Maggy came in and started talking to the girl on my left side. I overheard their conversation and decided to butt-in. It may have not been my place at the time, but I felt that I offered important insight to her issue. I blatantly told her to consult one of us (meaning the group she was slowly infiltrating) before she went out on a date with someone from the school. In other words, we knew who was a tool and who was not.
She agreed to the terms. Eventually, we began talking before each class, and then started to hangout outside of class. I found out that she skateboarded, which I thought made her that much cooler. So, we began skateboarding together for study breaks. That was the beginning of our beautiful relationship.
In the second half of the year, we both began having roommate issues. Our one friend that started everything left for Ireland. Instead of sticking with our current situation, we decided to move in together. I think that’s when we the hip problem began. We both discovered each others’ love for the Spice Girls. I think this is our tying thread, to be honest. If you love the Spice Girls, you will have undying love for each other — it’s a fact.
I never really knew her side of the story, though. She originally thought that my group was the “chosen group” and that she would never be a part of it. Funny enough, she’s now the center of the group in my opinion.
It’s crazy how one life-long (I’m going to assume we’re going to best friends for a long time) came from one person butting-in to a conversation they really had no business adding to.
