Meet My Friends!!!

I do talk often about my friends and sometime I have used different nicknames for each one. Here I will straighten everything out and even give some background on them. Time to meet my Oh-So-Crazy-Friends.

Squirrel
(AKA Mary) She is probably the weirdest person you will ever meet and has the power to make you insane after two minutes alone with her. A year older than myself I met her at the beginning of my high school career. Probably one the greater art talents I have met, she has the power to lift everyone's mood, as well as the easiest person to cheer up. Knows sign language pretty well and is determined to teach me. We have made up our own language of purring and (what I can only describe as) warbles that annoys so many people. My partner-in-crime very often and we both have the weirdest ideas. By the way, she is called Squirrel due to her obsession with the cute little things and her training them to throw pine cones at people (Kept me awake half the night when I went to the camp). There has also been the rumor that she sold half her soul to the squirrels. Another odd habit of hers is that she loves mud puddles, rain puddles, or storms that include lightening and hail. She has switched buses earlier this year since hers was way too crowded and now rides with me. This time has become the time when she teaches me sign language.
Quotes from her include: How old are you? "Two." ~~ "There was one tree in that town. And it was dead!"

Spain
I call her by the name that brought us together. Hetalia. Anime Club got us closer as well as her sharing Otaku USA with me. She is in the same grade as Squirrel and as such is going to college in Switzerland. I almost didn't want her to go. A hardworking high schooler by day, an anime freak and threat to sanity by night. Even though I have only known her for two years or so, never has any Otaku been any closer, from thinking of our own fan scenarios (If Spain and Romano have a child), to actually acting out those scenarios (Uh, yeah, Spain became a woman and has my children More on that later). Also a really great artist, but more with Photoshop and anime-style art.
Quotes from her: "It doesn't bend that way!"(After I popped her wrist) ~~ This is my wife. "This is my Husband." (Hetalia Fans squeal in joy)

Freshman
Oh, how the stadium mile can bring random strangers together (stadium mile is where at each lap you have to go up and down each row of stairs). While oxygen deprived, I start spewing random facts I know to keep me focused on something other than the pain. I had lost Em around the second lap when I realized a freshman had fallen in step next to me. I talked a bit as did she. Not two minutes past and we were comparing mangas we had read, cursing at the substitute, and basically best friends already. We learned more and more about each other and soon she had become my official Freshman. Now I have let her cut my hair and she will be my stylist for Prom. We have gotten so close that, in fact (remember the story of Spain having kids), she has become my "child". Of course Spain's child was officially a boy, so my Freshman is "my son". I help her out in classes to take, kicking her ex-boyfriends butt, and just having fun in the clubs she follows me to.
Quotes from her: "I like mom more." ~~ "Wha! Wha! Whatcha!"

Shortie
(AKA Bridget) I don't even remember how I met her. It was in the freshman year and it slowly grew as we were put in the same Advisory. She rides horses (One paint and one Arabian) and is on the High School Equestrian Team. She is the most stubborn person and is sometimes less mature than the two year old that trains squirrels. A child in and out, when she is in an arena or teaching someone (mostly me) about horses, a seriousness that normally isn't there shows up. She wants me to learn trail riding on her paint, Darby, before summer hits. This is mostly due to the fact that her Arabian, Starbuck, is a little princess that doesn't like mud puddles. She is pretty open with me and recently moved into my neighborhood, making her the first friend from high school within ten minutes walking distance (Two if you run like hell). She's honest with no tact what-so-ever! No bloody tact! It made me hit the desk with my head in the middle of class a few times.
Quotes from her: "You have nothing outward! Nothing up front." ~~ "Yeah, I think this could be considered horse abuse."


That's it for now! I may do another one of these later with other friends. These are just the ones I talk about the most. I will edit this every now and then if I remember more stuff. So ciao for now!!