The story of us (looks a lot like a tragedy now, next chapter). Actually the story of us officially started about four months ago. Technically, it started 7th Grade. In a small secluded place, entitled South Hills Middle. That's where Kenzie and Rachel met. Or I guess you could go back even a bit farther to when Rachel and Annie sung in the same choir together without truly knowing each other. I think the fates knew we were meant to become best friends, and maybe they just wanted to see if we would get the hint and start earlier, but we didn't and the full story starts Senior Year of high school. But we'll rewind a bit before that.
Sophmore Year, Annie and Kenzie were in Ladies Choir together, although Rachel hadn't gotten the hint yet and wasn't in choir. But just be patient.
Junior Year, we were all in Cadence. And somehow we all ended up in the same Sweethearts group, let's not bring up that subject... Awkward. We all made Madrigals in May and that's we can remember.
Senior Year is where it all began. Madrigals. Dear sweet madrigals. We love you to pieces. So many good memories from one Senior Year. The musical, Spaghetti Dinner, the Quartets, Christmas time, Sweethearts, Morp, Inside Joke Date, Riverton Park, Riverton High School Parking Lot, The Choir Room, the Auditorium, the Dressing Room, Arctic Circle, Wendy's Frosty's, Our Basements, the Baseball field, Rachel's Car, Senior Dinner Dance, singing I'd Lie, Choir Tour, Temple Trips, Graduation, Solo & Ensemble, Renaissance Feast, and way too many other things to list (or even remember). If you want an explanation on any of these things, feel free to ask any one of us, and we could each tell you a different spin on the event.
We probably shouldn't start into our boy stories.... That would take way too long. Like Spring Ring or Bus Rides or even Parties. We just have a lot of inside jokes. So don't get confused when we look at each other and burst out laughing. It just happens. Sorry in advance. Over and Out.
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