Although Niki and I have a love/hate relationship, she is considered my bestie. Niki is a little shortie, which is not a plus because I feel like a pure giant when I stand next to her. She tends to laugh at her own jokes, thinking she is funnier than she actually is. She’s fun to be around and easy to talk to, which is why I can trust her with anything. We like to gossip about people with each other and just chill together. I met Niki back when I first moved here in our glorious seventh grade years. The first time I saw Niki was at the school’s volleyball camp when we thought we were total studs with the legendary Coach Musick. Now that I think back to that day, we were all just little chunkers, nothing too special. It feels like I’ve known her longer than four years, but I’m happy to have her in my life. Niki and I have shared many memories together that I cherish. A fun fact about Niki is that she is obsessed with pickles. I am very thankful for Niki because without her, who knows what kind of crazy stuff I’d be doing. I’d probably still be wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt, looking like a straight up man, if I didn’t have Niki telling me that that is lame. Niki is straightforward and tells me the truth, whether I want to hear it or not. The good thing is that we can be real around each other and don’t have to fake anything, which is why Niki is my biffle.