Remember
LA Nikki? Yep, the one with her very own stalker (which I used to think was awesome... but now with a few stalkers of my own, I'm not so sure). Anyway, I talk to her everyday of my life (despite the LA part- there's this awesome thing called the world wide web and cell phones- they make the 2393 miles and 3 hour time distance bearable).
We think it's quite incredible that we're friends, 6 years later, after not saying more than "good-morning" to each other during the 4 months we lived together. (I have a vivid memory of saying good-morning to you one time, Nik. It's super vivid)
I keep telling Nikki I'm going to give her my theories on why we're friends now and weren't then. So, without further ado, here is The Reason
(cue Hoobastank music)

On September 7th, 2002 (give or take a day... was it the 6th?) I drove to
West Tisbury, MA to start my semester at the
Contemporary Music Center. The first person I laid eyes on was my future husband (or it was his best friend,
Cecil; I forget and it's more romantic to say it was D)
I remember that in the cafe, there was a table with name tags for all the new students to wear. I noticed, at some point, that only one left was for a girl named Nikki. I wondered to myself, "What will she be like? Will she be pretty? Will we be bff's? We will develop a life-long friendship that spans the test of time and distance?" (That's not true.. I didn't wonder those things because I was too busy trying to figure out if
David and
Cecil were gay)
I vaguely remember when Nikki showed up. I think it was late, and I swear she brought an entourage of rock stars and actors (although I could be confusing it with the time her brother came to visit). I never got introduced to Nikki, and I never introduced myself. Never. Not for 4 months.
Obviously, we knew each other. There were only 30 students. We slept across the hall from each other. We used the outdoor shower next to each other. We ate the same tuna-melt that Bubbles made. But we never, not once, introduced ourselves. You can't blame me for not wanting to suddenly say "Hey, Nikki, I'm Bekah" 2 months in. AWKWARD TURTLE
I'm gonna take a wild guess and assume that I seemed like a huge bitch to Nikki and that is partly why she never introduced herself to me (seriously, you don't have to say "oh no! that's not true! you were so sweet and kind and not bitchy AT ALL" because I've come to terms with the fact that I come off as bitchy) But the truth is, I'm not bitchy deep down in my soul. Usually, I'm just uncomfortable, awkward and intimidated. And I was INTIMIDATED by Nikki, big time. I was 19, sang an Avalon song on my first night and
David was mean to me. Nikki showed up with all her confidence, found a pack of bffs and had awesome hair.
If only I had said "Hi Nikki, I'm Bekah, let's be bffs" right from the beginning. Then I could've watched Sex in the City before the series ended, learned much earlier from her infinite music wisdom, and we could've put our two heads together and written a love story about a vampire and teenager and made MILLIONS by now.
So, there you have it. The Reason why I think we weren't friends, Nik. Now, I need to hear your theory.
So this sad story ends on a happy note, sometime, months or years after we left the vineyard, Nikki and became friends on xanga (gag) and the rest is history. Now, we even talk on the phone. YEP. Like REAL friends :)
Another happy note: Here is a text I received from Nikki last night at 1:03am. You can decide for yourself the, uh, condition she was in: "Absinthe!!!! The green. Fairy!" I love this so much!
Charissa, unfortunetely we weren't friends because you were friends with Nik.
We'll remedy that as soon as I get my A out to LA
Also, do you know if "Rob Pattinson like asian?"
PS: Nikki, I asked David why he was never friends with you, and he said it's because she was so close to JP* and he clearly hated him (which was odd because gay guys always love him- his words, not mine)
*initials used for anonyminity
UPDATE: Nikki posted
The Reason too!