This is a story I made for my friend, Zoe.
Read this if you want to, but it is bent towards her romantic vision, so not much sense is put into this.
Vote, Comment, and Read the next chapters in Junior high, to gain support.
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"I'll miss you, Rain." I pout, warming the hand of my best friend.
She smiles to me. "Hey, don't worry. I'm only going out there for Christmas, and then I'll come right back home for you, right?"
I sigh and twiddle my fingers, nodding sorrowfully. "I guess so," I mumble.
"You still have Izzy, and Dennon will still be in your group, right?" She hints.
Dennon is the most dreamy guy in grade eight. Though I am in grade seven, my class is split into both grades for some reason. My principle once said that our class was the 'leftovers'. I'm not sure what I am, but I am sure that Dennon is not a leftover anything.
I stifle a squeak at the mention of his name and I nod, now excitedly. "At least tell me you'll bring me back something, okay?"
"No can do, hunny. But when I get back home we'll have that sleepover." She says, and then throws her heavy suitcase into the trunk of her flashy silver car.
Rain is Aboriginal, and for the holidays she's spending her days hunting rabbits and deer. I'll miss her, but the thing is she also likes Dennon, so I'm sort of... glad she's going. But don't worry, she's still my best friend.
I will watch her like my crush.
I will watch her dance recitals.
I will watch her leave, waving excitedly to me goodbye.
And I will kiss our crush.
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Junior High
Teen FictionZoe, in too-young grade seven, isn't exactly popular, but she's happy where she is. Most of that is because she sits near her grade eight crush, Dennon. The other bit of her happiness comes from her friend Izzy's support, but what happens when anoth...
