I've Changed, but You Haven't

Sixth grade was a difficult year for me. I started out the year with no friends, my friends from elementary school either went to different middle schools or we didn't have anything in common anymore (three months can really change a person). A couple months in I met Cheyenne and Marie. I'd actually known Marie before that, but it had probably been four years since we'd seen each other last (Our fathers were friends). Marie and I didn't get along most of the time, Cheyenne was kind of the buffer between us.