Mackenzie is the four year old daughter of my bus driver. . . This is PART of our convo xD
Mackenzie: Are you two best friends?
*points between me and my kinda friend Jada*
*both of us look at each other then back at her*
Both (at same time): No.
Mackenzie: Aww. *looks at me* Do you have a boyfriend
*Jada scoffs*
Me: *sends Jada glare before looking back at Mackenzie* No. . .
Mackenzie: Do you have a girl friend?
*Jada rolls her eyes*
Me: *sends Jada another glare* Nope.
*finishes convo with me telling her my age after Jada gets off the bus and having her mispronounce the age on purpose*
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