Confession of a true and intimate friend

I would like to tell about one of my extremely close friend named Xenia. I was just lucky that I met her. And it's funny, not only from my side, but also from her more. Reading this confession, I remembered about Ksyusha and realized that I was lucky. The stories are almost similar, but their results turned out, to my happiness are different. Ksyusha and I have known each other since childhood.

Remember the times when there were no mobile phones, computers, facebook? We then ran out into the street in the hope that someone was walking there. Nobody agreed on anything, we just sat on the bench waiting for someone to be friends with or play with. So I met Ksenia. Absolutely by chance, on the bench, sitting alone waiting for friends. We were then 7-8 years old. And it's amazing that we are still friends (we are already 23 years old).

To tell you the truth, Ksenia is very pretty and an incredibly charismatic girl. When we were 14 years old, and the first searches for the guys started, because it was fashionable, Ksyusha inevitably attracted the attention of the opposite sex. Thanks to her, the boys approached us. After that, by our mutual consent, I entered.

Unlike Ksyusha, who was terribly shy, I was on the contrary too bold, and so "fun" for the guys I arranged. It was a kind of game. To tell you the truth, I never hesitated to admit to my friend that I, unlike her, do not look so beautiful. And she, in turn, always noticed my openness and praised me for the ability to find a common language with people.

Most of the guys always chose Ksusha. And it suited me. Because those who stayed, not pecked at her sweetness and modesty, liked me. Also got to me. In this case, Ksyusha and I were incredibly lucky. We liked absolutely different guys. If I chose lean guys, then she preferred either pumped up, or a little plump.

We always honestly told our impressions about the chosen ones of each other. If I thought that Ksyusha's boyfriend was a little strange, I immediately spoke about it. She, in turn, gave me sincere comments about my guys. We understood and felt that for nothing, each of us would not lie.

She in itself is a fairly honest person and has always appreciated my sincerity. She never took offense, if I called her boyfriend not very flattering. She tried to find out why I think so. This tactic taught me. From the side, in fact, it is more visible, and who as a close friend can tell! Especially if something like that you can not tell your parents.

There was, however, an isolated case when I betrayed her and I'm still ashamed of it, although this case was very insignificant. Once, she invited me to a disco. She said that there will be some guys, one of them liked her friend directly. Well, so I took him away, and the boy was drunk. Ksusha did not talk to me for a long time. And after a while we reconciled and sent the guy far away. If he so easily pecked at another girl, then why contact him?

After this incident, I tried not to seduce those who were interested in her. And for the sake of this, I lost a few guys to her. She knew this, and therefore was grateful to me and extremely upset. I explained to her that I no longer intend to repeat that act. Yes, I like this guy, but if he chose you, take it. I will not again destroy our friendship for their sake. In the end, guys - this is not an excuse to quarrel. We are adequate people! So, we solve everything correctly, logically and without hysterics.

There was again a case when my friend and I could have a dissonance, but it did not happen because we respected each other. We met two guys. The one who liked me, decided to be with Ksyusha. And the one that liked it was my friend who chose me. So we agreed, despite the guys, to twist everything so that they looked at us exactly those who we need. She did not communicate with someone I liked. I did not touch the one who is interesting to her. As a result, we managed to achieve the desired by mutual efforts. True, Ksyusha did not work out with that guy, but my novel lasted about 3 years.

Then she went to another city to study, and I still wait for her every visit back to our town. It's me that real friends do exist! And it's a tremendous happiness to find just the one that takes you for who you are. She never betrays you, even if you have gone into your problems, she will get you out of these problems and even solve them.

I had a lot of close friends, but it was Ksyusha that remained for me the most-most expensive! The very one whose friendship should be valued in spite of everything!