I went to school with Andrea and she was one of my few friends. She and I met in 6th grade, after talking for a bit we found we had alot in common. I see a little bit of her everywhere, in books she liked, listening to bands she talked about, and in dance. We were in the same dance class in 7th grade and nethir of us liked it, but we had eachother to talk to and be around during that awful class which made it better. Whenever she needed someone to listen I listened, whenever she grew self-concious and thought negative of herself I was there to tell her she was wrong. She had lots of friends who loved and acceoted her and we all will miss her, but she'll stay in our memories forever. I wish I could have known the day of instead of a week after, but at least I now know. I know she's at peace and I hope i'll see her again one day. I'll never forget her.