stacy

WOMEN 1
I was a quiet, skinny kid in the first year of middle school. Stacy was a girl from the rougher side of town, hipper and savvier. We had a class together, and became buddies. She doted on me, found me cute. It wasn't exactly romantic, but…she was the first female friend i made after reaching adolescence, and a part of me couldn't believe that she had picked me. That summer, she sent me a T-shirt from France. Next fall, she and her family moved away. I was sad, but it was okay. I had always believed in me, and she was the first to teach me that someone really cool might, too.