As I promised

Soon after said incident, elementary is over.
With many incidents in between.
Including Lily lying about something huge, accusing another girl and friend of something horrible and disgusting, and, having no way to prove she didn't, the girl was blamed. I'm sorry to say I was a ring-leader in what was to be a witch hut against this girl. I guess something in me just snapped, and in my own twisted way, I wanted to prove Lily could be trusted. I was not nice to the other girl. A huge fight insued in which the entire class took sides on. It was not a pretty sight. At 12 years old we were using the words "whore" and "bitch." Looking back, I'm shocked and just disgusted over what we did to eachother.
Anywho
"Graduated" elementary school.
Went to middle school.
Lily and I are in the same class. Oh joy of joys. We're still close, but I finally find out the truth about the major drama. I'm mad. I don't say anything. But Lily and I drift apart.
Towards the end of grade 7, I told Lily off finally.
Grade 8 we aren't in the same class. I'm without my best friend. It's hard.
Lily starts smoking and doing pot. Grade 8 guys. Grade. 8.
Suffice to say I was unimpressed. We stopped talking altogether. To this day I am still naive, but I was never stupid.
Grade 9 comes around and hostilities die down. We chat before the first day of school, outside of the east building. She blows smoke in my face. I say nothing.
There. Defining moment for me. I don't say nothing anymore.
So like I said, we aren't so mean to eachother anymore
but we aren't friends really.
We chat a bit, but rarely. It's just kinda over. I hear things that have happend to her, and I'm sad. I hear things about meth and recall the way he skin looked the last time she was at school, months ago.
Grade 10.
Lily calls me out of the blue one day. Asks me to meet her on the tracks like old times. I do. We immediatly hug and cry a little bit. We go to the park and sit on swings. We talk. We update eachother on everything. And man, she looked good. Way better than I could remember her. Her skin is better and she's smiling. We go to her house and her room is a new colour. Blue now. I ask her why the change.
"we're moving" she says.
I ask her where.
"New Zeland" she says.
Seems she's getting better. Her parents are getting back together, she's off her insomnia meds, isnt smoking as much. Her father got laided off from Air Canada and picked up by air New Zeland.
We cry a little.
I go to her going away/birthday bash. I go with my guy friend, because i remember how her parties go.
I get there and everyones drunk. I stick around for 5 minutes, say goodbye and happy birthday to Lil. She slurrs a goodbye and lurches over to another person.
Same old Lil.
I ask my friend to take me home. He drives me home even though i could have very well walked. We sit inside my house for a while. I'm quiet and he just holds me til I feel okay to be alone. I send him home.
Lily goes to New Zeland.