The teacher seperated us again. By us, I mean my best friend and me. He did it because we wouldn’t stop talking, like always. But little does he know, it won’t stop us. We have ways of communicating. No it’s not sign language, and it’s not passing notes. We don’t even have to mouth the words. We use facial expressions and hand gestures, and we understand each other. Most best friends can relate. Here is how our conversation went. Katy rolled her eyes and scrunched her face which means “this is so dumb, we weren’t doing anything wrong.” I widen my eyes and shake my head “I know right, I hate this class.” Then I… well, this could go on for a while but I think you get it. We tell secrets and talk trash about people without the world knowing. It’s what makes our friendship unique and amazing.