We was like Peas and Carrots

(Note : 'New Days' - Asher Lane blaring in the background.My current obsession.)
When i was a kid , i don't think i was ever in a particular school long enough to make good friends...when i say GOOD, i mean friends whom i was comfortable telling my secrets to (yes back then, flushing milk down the toilet was a huge deal),friends whose birthdays i could remember or come to think of it, friends i would continue to miss even after a month of being away from them. At first it was cool and felt rather nice to get farewell gifts and hand made cards(buying something from Archie's meant making a huge investment)from my friends which said that they would miss me and would remember me forever.
Eventually though, i was started to get sick of it,i hated the idea of losing out on the fun i was just beginning to experience.i had shifted schools in three different states and now my father was planning on moving to a different COUNTRY!!At first my parents would sit me down and explain to me how things like this happen to most kids my age. But with time they began to lose patience and i got tired of whining as well.
We didn't leave the country ,father compromised ...we settled for good in one place finally, again in a different state though!
High School simply flew by. Was an OK student, nothing to complain about, made many good friends (yes they satisfied the above mention criteria) and i have memories, great memories Plenty Plenty!
But then came 11th & 12th and that's where i met Sonal.The dweeb faced unfairly pretty thing i call my best friend.The first time i ever spoke to her was when we were well into the second or third month of school. She seemed like a book-a-holic to me(and I'm not wrong about that). But what i was wrong about was that , that wasn't the only thing she did.She was, I'm sorry IS multifaceted and tremendously talented .See her sketch, hear her sing, watch her catwalk unknowingly or simply listen to her sarcastic one liners. But like every other down to earth girl who is a walking testimony to the phrase 'Beauty with brains' , she is totally oblivious , about herself and what she can do.Forget showing off, she can't even take a compliment decently. It is always accompanied with a snort, a hysterical laugh or just a 'and-I'm-supposed-to-believe-you because?' look in her eyes.
I talk a lot and she always listens. That's how our friendship works i guess.We fight like idiots like most best friends do, but there's never been a fight or a period of non-talkingness that's lasted for more that 48hrs.It just gets too much. We have the most absurd conversations , send each other text messages that would seem like Greek & Latin to everyone else , laugh like hyenas after doing terribly in our exams and yes , we get high on mint fudge.
She has new friends now, who are disgustingly fantastic! Ha ha i love them too. I just hope we don't drift apart.Ever.