You always have high hopes of attending college with your best friend, and living the best next four years of your lives together, but that's not always the case. I have to grasp the fact my best friend is attending college four hours away, and there's nothing I can do about it.

The fear of a new school is something pretty scary. New people, new faces, new personalities everything is different. I started at Floyd Middle Magnet in the seventh grade and I was very anxious about it, but I knew it was the better decision than remaining at my old one so I tried to be positive about the situation.

Going in I didn't really know anyone, but I had met a girl off Instagram by the name of Bre. When I first met her, she was very nice, very silly, and after a few weeks, we clicked instantly. Bre and I had science together every day, and as the year went on, we grew closer and closer.

The following year sealed the deal because we had 6 out of 7 classes together so we spent all of our time together. Bre and I became extremely close, and we had sleepovers, movie nights, and dinner dates every single chance we had. Some people even called us twins because we seemed to favor each other in looks as well.

Then, when we got into high school, being there and having to grow up was scary, but having my best friend by my side made everything so much easier. Over our four years of high school, teachers, staff, and other students grew to realize that if you saw one of us, the other was close behind. And just like in middle school, we spend all of our free time with each other.

We became more than best friends...we were like sisters.

Now, we're coming to the end of our senior year. This year has been a complete roller coaster. Bre and I didn't have any classes together, and on top of that, we have all of those grown-up decisions to start making like college and our future.

Bre and I didn't think too much about college until around September when applications opened, and we were always being pushed to apply. We always said we were going to go to the University of Alabama, room together, rush a sorority, and all that fun college stuff together.

Honestly, we never really took a step back to realize this moment we used to dream of is finally here and we don't really know how to respond to it. Bre had been offered a scholarship at Martin Methodist in Tennesee to play college softball. Bre was a star her whole life on the field, and it was only right to follow that dream. Bre's father was a coach and always pushed her to follow her dreams, and her dream was to play softball for a college she called home, and Martin was her home.

Bre and I both talked about our goals and our dreams, but we knew deep down we had to decide and do what was best for ourselves, and we realized Alabama was just not it.

Bre ended up signing to Martin, and I was so happy for her. I was one of the proudest friends in the world. My best friend signed and committed to play the sport she loves.

I am extremely happy for her, but deep down, I do wish she wasn't going to be so far away from me during our college careers. I thought a lot about it, and how badly I wished our plans we had back then would have come true, but I knew we both had our own paths to follow.

I toured Troy University and fell in love, and I decided to make it my home. We both understand the fact we are leaving each other, but it has not set in yet that it is coming so soon.

As a best friend, you have to understand both sides of the friendship because it isn't just about yourself. As a best friend, sometimes we have to put our personal feelings aside and wish them the best because we want the best for them, and we both agreed we were doing the best thing for ourselves.

Bre is more than just my best friend, she is my family.