I never really had a “solid” or “reliable” friend group in school. Looking back through the years, you will notice they are groups of kids who have been friends since diapers, and friendships that have been made and lost through the years. For me, I finally found my best friend in my freshman year of high school. Brittany. We were both pretty weird, and noticeably didn't have that “solid” friend group, and with that, we became attached. We grew closer and closer over the next couple years, but during our World Cultures class in our sophomore year, we had a quick conversation; ignorant to the fact how the result would effect our lives in the years to come. My best friend leaned over and whispered, “Hey. When we graduate, can we go to the same college so we can room together?” I was a sophomore, and was barely even thinking about college at this point, but I said “Sure, sounds like a plan.” In reality, there were no promises. We were fifteen at the time, what did we know?

Brittany and I remained friends, and during our junior year, another girl was added to our friend group: Rachel. Brittany and Rachel have been friends since they were in diapers, but during middle school, they drifted apart for awhile. Junior year, we all became extremely close. If we all weren't together, were we okay? But if we were separated for a long period of time, we would all act as if we were never separated at all whenever we all get back together. At this point in time, we spent almost every moment we could together.

Senior year arrives, and we are all thinking about colleges. None of us really collaborated on what colleges we were applying to, so we all did our own thing. Crazy. We are seventeen and trying to figure out what to do for the rest of our lives, no pressure there. Turns out, all of our top choice schools were the same: Seton Hill. Something even crazier is that we were all accepted. Being the tight knit trio that we were, we wanted us all to room together. Friends and teachers would always ask, “What school are you attending?…” “Oh, isn’t (Brittany and/or Rachel) also going to Seton Hill?…” After that same question, I would give the same answer, “Yes, and were are all going to room together!” And after that same answer, nine times out of ten, I would receive the same response, “Oh my god, you are all going to hate each other. Good luck with that.”

Everyone expected us to fail, but here we are, our freshman year of college at Seton Hill, and we haven't killed each other yet. Living together, we discovered the most accurate descriptions you could ever hear of our trio. “The mom (Carrie), the mess (Rachel), and the child (Brittany).” I am no doubt the mom when it comes down to everything. I’m the support, the protector, the nourisher, the nurse, the advice, the rational, and the one who will not put up with it. Without me, I don't think that either Rachel or Brittany would have survived as well as they have. (Brittany has mentioned that quite a few times.) Rachel is not a mess in a cleanly way, but personality wise; she is stressed, and running out of time, but somehow by the grace of God, she pulls through. Last but not least, the child. Brittany is the child, no doubt, because of her humor and attention span. We all may have our titles, but they are the most accurate descriptive words you'll ever hear of us.

As you can see, the three of us are still best friends and have pulled through our first semester of college together. I am so glad that we have proved most people from back home wrong. At least for the first half of our rooming. I do believe that all of us will be alive and for the most part well by the end of our first year. We enjoy living together so much that we may even do it again next year as sophomores.

For those of you who are going to a college with your best friend, you have a chance of it turning out extremely well, or extremely bad. Just because you are best friends, does not mean that you are capable of living together, but for us, it has been very well. For that, I am extremely lucky to have the best friends that I do, and I truly do not know where I’d be without my best friends.

NREA Club Forever Guys.