Chapter 2

SEBASTIAN HUXLEY, Was I really looking at him after so many years. He is the person who has given me both my best and worst memories.

So to just give you a gist of who he is let me tell you a small summary of it.

Sebastian Huxley was born and brought up here in this town just like me.

He belonged to the richest family of our town ‘The Huxley Family’

He used to live with his mum and Dad and had no siblings. Uncle Richard and Aunty Leila were both very nice and kind people. They used to be an integral part of every event and celebration in our town of WillowRidge. Every Weekend we used to have a get together at the community hall, everyone looked forward to it, it was full of games, food, laughter, gossip.

We children used to have our own play area and we had lots of fun too. I have known Sebastian since I can remember. We connected as of we had known each other from ages. He was three years older than me. I was 4 and he was 7 when I have my first memory of him playing with me at the community hall play area and holding my hand and saving me from the little bullies. I thought of him as a hero and superstar. My Dad used to tell me that Sebastian used to take care of me even when I was a little baby.

We were best friends, no one else was important when we were together. We had a wonderful childhood together. We also had a secret play place near the lake and we loved it. We used to visit it almost everyday. He was always there for me. He used to save his pocket money to bring me chocolates and presents and I used to Save as much as possible to get him a little something here and there. It was an amazing friendship.

My Dad and his parents became very good friends as well because of us.

Uncle Richard and Aunty Leila came to my Dad’s funeral too. Aunty Leila stayed with me for 3 days to help me out with everything after my Dad’s passing. They still ask my whereabouts sometimes.

The problem started when we grew up a bit. I was 14 and he was 17 when he suddenly started being all attitude. At first I couldn’t understand what was going on and felt all alone as I had scarcely made any friends, he was my only closest friend ever. He stopped coming to weekend get togethers, or our secret play place. He started being mean. I became quiet and lonely. My Dad noticed and asked me about it. I told him crying like a child what Sebastian was doing.

My Dad calmed me down and said he is growing up, people change, he might have more friends now and a busy life so I should try and make more friends and be happy.

It took a lot of hard work and time but I started opening up to people and made friends at school, I was 17 by the time I had a normal life and friends, yes it took that long. I know I am at fault here. But I don’t know why I was like that and why it took me so long to normalise. I understood that he had other friends and he didn’t want to hang out with someone who was younger and not interesting at all.

He had made a girlfriend meanwhile who was always so mean to me whenever we crossed paths. It was difficult not to cross paths as we lived in a small town. Sebastian had a weird girlfriend and some weird friends who were mostly bullies.

On my 18th Birthday me and my friends Jake, Lia and Freddy decided to go and have a little party at the bowling Alley. As Jake was trying to teach me how to play, Sebastian entered with his weird friends and started making a scene.