Assignment 11: Max Young

Since I sit at the table in the middle of the room, technically I only sit next to one person, that person being Ally Tripure. Ally and I go way back, as they say, allllll the way to 8th grade. In eighth grade, the most fearful nights of your life consist of (if you're a white middle class kid) cotillion. A formal dance that is supposed to contribute to... something. I met Ally not by dancing with her but because she was dating one of my friends at the time. That is basically all our friendship was at the time, we knew each other, and we were friendly with each other. Oh! Also, her best friend hated me for no reason. So, fast forward some years and now we sit next to each other in AP lang, and we've become better friends I'd like to think. We have our fair share of laughs at the table, along with all of the others at the island with us.