The meet

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I walked to my locker and put my bag in there. I saw the picture she put up of us, we took it when we got together for the first time. All the memories started flowing I remember how we met. I had just left my family reunion and was on the way to meet my friends at the fair. I walked around with my best friend since she didn't want to ride the rides. We walked around for a while then we met up with her little sister and there she was. She walked to Amia and I walked to her sister and said hey she grabbed me by my arm and said you coming with us. We walked off to the freak out and sat next to each other. She smiled at me and I smiled back, I felt someone looking at me and it was her I looked over and started laughing.

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