Fair warning to anyone reading this post, it's a long, but i really wanted to do the story justice by writing it how i remember it in its entirety.
When i was a kid my parents had this couple they grew very close with. They would go on trips with them, have dinner parties and celebrate holdays with them, like many do. The other couple had a daughter named Lindsey, who was at the same age as me, so my parents often brought me along to play with her and vice versa. I thought Lindsey was beautiful from the first time i saw her, there is no other way to describe her. Growing up she was the cute girl you always had a small crush on. She was the first girl i kissed in her yeard, hers were the first boobs i ever touched on a family trip together when she convinced me to sneak out at night with her. You get the picture. During high school we grew a bit distant. None of us attended the family parties anymore, and we didnt really hang with the same people. She was a cheerleader and i didn't really fit in with her crowd.