Hey, why don’t you came over

and make fun of celebrities

for the stupid things they did last week.

Then we can abduct your sister’s Barbie dolls

and reenact it again and again and again

until we’re laughing so hard that our sides hurt.

Or maybe we can raid my wardrobe and dress up in exotic, abnormal, ways

then go walking around the neighborhood, waiting for reactions.

Reactions!

What’ll your reaction be,

When I die my hair blue?

Will you laugh?

Will you ask where you can get the same do?

Will you want to have blue hair, too?

What’ll your reaction be,

When I sing a song I do not know,

Would you sing along?

And help me remember the words?

You would sing along

But that was then, before middle school happened.

But, now, it’s why don’t you come to the mall with me,

We can talk about how much you spent at on a new shirt,

I’ll be constantly reminding you that you are a walking billboard.

Then when you’re done buying

inordinate amounts on crap

we both know you will never use again,

and I’m done standing by,

nodding, pretending I’m having the time of my life.

Then we can go over to my house and photo shop some pictures

To tell lies,

so that YOU can impress YOUR friends.

And relish their reactions.

Reactions!

What’ll your reaction be,

When I spend more time writing, than shopping?

Will you laugh?

Will you talk about me behind my back?

Do I even want to know?

What’ll your reaction be,

When I sing a song I do not know,

Would you sing along?

And help me remember the words?

You would sing along

We would sing it as if we knew it.

But that was before middle school happened.

You just assume that I, too,

have been brainwashed by the media.

You just assume that I, too,

think that it’s attractive to put so much makeup on

that I look like an animal.

You just assume that the minute you buy that brand name garment,

that all the world’s problems will be solved.

What in the world happened to you?

What’ll my reaction be,

When you deny that I’m your friend?

Will I still respect you?

Will I deny that you’re my friend, too?

Will I ever see you through the eyes that I once did?

What’ll your reaction be,

When I sing a song I do not know,

Would you sing along?

And help me remember the words?

You would sing along

We would sing it as if we knew it.

But that was before middle school happened.

Sure, I have my own personality flaws.

I’ve probably changed just as much as you have.

Yeah, I know I have never followed ‘the norm,’

but does that really mean that hanging out with me

will their reactions give you social-leprosy?

What will your reaction be,

When you aren’t invited, to my party?

Will you know why?

Will you care?

Will you notice?

What’ll your reaction be,

When I sing a song I do not know,

Would you sing along?

And help me remember the words?

You would sing along

We would sing it as if we knew it.

But that was before middle school happened.

Are you scared of your other friends reaction to me?

Because I’m not.

A/N- I wrote this about a year ago about a close childhood friend. You should review! Thanks. :)