On Saturday, Sept. 5th 2009, two people met. Sounds simple. Which, at that time...it was. A 14-year-old girl by the name of Abigail Eastin, (me) met another girl (same age) by the name of Isabella Mello. We were both at the park for an event with the choir that we both had to (reluctantly) sing in. A rather "homerschoolerish" choir it was, which, therefore made for rather upset girls, thinking they were about to join a place full of skirt-wearing, electricity-hating, annoying-semi-Amish people.
I was standing next to my sister, making "I really don't want to be here" small talk, when Isabella walked up. She said "Hey, do you know what everyone is gonna be doing here?" I replied, with a very disenchanted tone of voice "I have no idea...but, I think they're playing Frisbee or something" Isabella laughed "God, I'm so bad at that" I laughed and said "Haha. Ya. I'm not sure what else though. We just got here." Isabella, " Ok. Cool. You guys wanna walk over here with everyone else?" My sister and I said "sure" and we all walked to join the group who, awkwardly stood around and throwing a frisbee at each other.
The rest of the day was rather a blur, and kind of boring for me. I thought this Isabella was pretty cool for a choir kid, but, I didn't think we'd really talk after that day, so, I distanced myself from her and most of the kids there, and just talked to a girl named Leah (who will, I'm sure, appear frequently in future posts) and a friend Melaine, (also one that will most likely make a debut sooner or later) who were friends I knew outside of, and before choir. Towards the end of the day though, the whole gang was sitting up at the top of the slide, super bored, and making awful small talk. I was at my wits end with that day, and could not WAIT to get home. So, as I was sitting there, pretending to be engaged in whatever these people were discussing, I heard that Isabella girl (who, I continually called "Isabelle" in my head) start talking about one of my top ten, favorite bands...Paramore. I was ceased in my tracks! A homeschooler knew who Paramore was?? I then, checked myself back into the conversation, this time, fully engaged, and was listening to her story about hearing Paramore preform. I don't really remember much of what she said during that story, but, I do recall hearing something about a drunk lady with nacho cheese all over her personal being, and Hayley Williams (Paramore's lead singer) having a good voice live. After that, we couldn't help but start discussing our favorite Paramore songs. So, I thought she was cool because she knew that Paramore even existed, but then, she and I, as well as my sister, begin singing "Misery Business" (one of Paramore's greatest songs EVER) at the top of our lungs from the top of that silly old swing set. After that..she graduated from cool, to like...REALLY COOL. So, about, 20 min. later, my mom showed up, and I was actually having a pretty good time w/ "Isabelle" but, of course, didn't want to admit that fact, because I was determined to have a crappy time at this homeschooler choir, amish-people-event-thing.
So, in the weeks after, I had definitely decided that "Isabelle" was the coolest kid at choir, but, I didn't really talk to her much. We occasionally said hey, and had some kind of ongoing joke with her high-fiving me (i have no clue how it started, or what the joke was, but, i do remember that) but, other then that, our friendship wasn't anything too special. We saw each other Thurs. nights, and chatted, but, that was about it. Then, in Nov., our choir had a 3-and-a-half day singing competition at Bob Jones University. (The coolest school ever, right?) This too, was an event that I was HIGHLY dreading, due to the fact that I was gonna be stuck at some awful, legalistic, university, with really only 3 friends, having to participate in an event (singing) which I really did not, at the time, enjoy. So, I braced myself for a week of sheer boredom, and yucky amish-people rules. As we drove up, I saw a group of my choir cronies outside, and amongst them was Isabella. (yes, i had finally gotten it through my thick head, that her name ended it "a" and not "elle") She was standing out there with some other people in her purple OP sunglasses named Virginia. (you'll learn why they bear that name, in later posts im sure) I hopped out of the car, said goodbye to my mom, took a deep breath, and got ready for the week. It so happened that I said hi to Isabella first, and just kind of continued talking to her that night from then on after. Not only did I talk to her that night, but, we talked the next day a lot too. And the next, and the next, and, quite literally, we never left each others side, the whole week at festival. We had some interesting experiences that week, and different things (yes, involving boys...go figure!) that we NEEDED each other for. And, our mutual hatred for some things, and the sheer fact that we both thought homeschoolers were lame, and could rest in the haven of that uncommon, common factor, we became very good friends, in three long days. After that, we were going through some "drama", more or less, amongst our little lame social circle at choir, and, again, we needed each other a lot. So, seeing each other at choir, was not enough. We got email addresses. That wasn't enough. We began "tweeting" to each other in our secret little code words. That wasn't enough. Then, we finally decided...it was time to bring in the big guns...WE GOT EACH OTHERS PHONE NUMBER! Ya. We were LEGIT. Now, little did we know, after our first conversation on the phone ever, (which took place in Feb. one night, after a choir rehearsal) there would be many more. However, despite us not knowing...it happened. Our poor families. We would (and still do, just, not AS frequently) talk, every day, for no less then 2 hours, about EVERYTHING. We could have talked for days, and not known the time that went by. Now, it was of course, safe for everyone and anyone, to assume we were good friends. However, that term "friends" wasn't quite good enough for us. I mean, we are friends, obviously, but, we've been through too much, and had to help each other on too much to just be plain and simple "friends" We needed a title. Something cool, new, uncommon, and more original then "chickas" or "bffs" (which are the two most overused terms in my humble opinion) and, I remember Isabella saying on the phone one day "Yea Abbs. You're not really a friend..you're more of a...reality check" And, even though we both laughed, we thought that such a title was suiting for all that we had been through and (little did we know) all that was to come.
There it is. Abigail Eastin and Isabella Mello. (more commonly known as "Abbs and Bella") Best-reality-checkers (brc's) like you wouldn't believe! We've been through a lot, we're going to go through a lot, and most definitely stick by each others side while we do:) What I've explained above, is just the tip of the iceberg. We have so much to say, just can never find the best outlet to say it at. That's one of the reasons we've started this blog. Although...if you read the post above, that will really give you the scoop on how AbbsandBella got started. Yet, I do hope that all of the above gave you insight on how we became friends. Now, if your eyes are burning, take a break:) If not, you're a trooper! and the post above this one, will give you the details on how this epic blog came to be! Enjoy my friends!! :D
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