People change and I hate it.

So before I met Braden, I had this friend named Nate. He was my first friend in high school. We were super close freshman year, he even saved my life when I tried comitting suicide at 15. Twice. We were about as close as Braden and I are... never apart, had the same classes, he knows my secrets and was at the hospital to see dd right after she was born. So anyways, halfway through 10th grade, Nate got caught up in the stoner/popular kid scene and we drifted apart a little bit. He was always busy with parties and stuff. So Braden and I were always together. He always told me Nate gave him dirty looks but I never believed him. Braden always said Nate hated him because we became closer than Nate had expected and was jealous. Braden moved, Nate and I became close again.