Lindsay Andersom

Azalea Lindsay Andersom

"So, guys, let me ask you this," Sierra began. "What are you looking forward to most about senior year?""Well, I am definite-ly looking forward to a perfect season in tennis, and..." Kelsey said, stopping in mid-senten-ce. Tears filling her eyes, she said, "No way.""It can't be." Sierra whisp-ered, tears filling her own eyes. "Azal-ea?"As the girl with the new short hair cut, glasses and braces free actress and model made her way into the gym, Kelsey and Sierra silently confirm-ed that the girl was definite-ly Azalea. Even though the girls were happy to see Azalea, they were also a little nervous. Before Azalea had left for LA, Kelsey and Sierra had said some nasty and untrue things that caused them to lose Azalea as a best friend. Even though they had tried to apolo-gize to Azalea, she would not hear of it. How-ever, Sierra and Kelsey hoped that Azalea would give them a chance to regain her trust. After all, they really wanted their best friend back.