Summer 12 years old:
Jazzy's POV:
Chris and a few of our friends were hanging out in the park around the corner from our house, just sitting about taking about how much none of us want it go back to school in a week.
"Jazzy?" Chris whispered to his best friend,
"Yeah?" I replied back.
"What do you say we get out of here?"
"And do what?" I asked.
"Trust me."
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I should have known Chris would bring me here. It was our spot. We made our way through the woods and to the shed in the middle, surrounded by trees. It was old and run-down but we didn't care, it was perfect to our young minds and we wouldn't change it. Inside wasn't as bad, with blankets and pillows placed on the ground, photos of me, or Chris or me and Chris, adorned the walls and a small wooden table and two bean bag cushion chairs, all no doubt taken from our homes with or maybe without our parents knowing but it's fine, I think.
We made our way inside and plopped down on the bean bags as Chris pulled the jackpot out of his coat pocket...
Jellybeans.
"I always knew you were useful for something Christopher! God I love you right now."
"I'm going to pretend you didn't just insult me and call me Christopher, okay Jasmine."
"You'll be fine Chrissy. Now, hand over the beans please."
I heard Chris mutter a small fine as he poured a handful of jellybeans into my hand.
We ate all of the jellybeans while singing at the top of both our lungs as the Beatles played and I let out a small "Yelp" as Chris spun me around and dipped me, and dropped me.
He dropped me.
All I could feel was the weight of Chris on top me laughing so hard that your stomach started to hurt and you needed to pee. I couldn't help but start laughing as well so we were a laughing mess lying on the floor unable to get a breathe in.
"Oops."
"That's all you have to say for dropping me and then almost squishing me to death," I managed to say between breathes and laughs.
"I slipped?"
"Yeah. Ha. Good excuse Mr."
It was starting to get late, but that didn't bother us much, we had the old half broken TV on, playing god knows what, but all I could hear were they faint but oddly adorable snores coming from beside me.
Chris had he head on my shoulder and his arm draped loosely over the front of me. I smiled to myself knowing we were going to have one of our unapproved sleepovers in the hut once again
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I was woken up by the sun shining through the awfully hung curtains. As I moved to get up I felt a weight on top me of me again, and I look down and see Chris hugging my torso with his head laying on my chest. Adorable.
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I was prepared to get scolded by Luca when I walked through my front door. I looked over to the left only to see already Chris looking at me from his doorstep, the same dreadful feeling in the pit of his stomach as well. I secretly hoped that my father was home so he could come to my rescue but to no avail, no such luck. As soon as I open the door I am faced with my older brother looking at as if he wanted to kill me, twice to make sure I was dead.
"Hello Luca."
"Where have you been?"
"With Chris."
"Oh I'm so shocked." He said laced with sarcasm and annoyance.
"Well I'm here now, right?" I said giving him my best puppy dog eyes in hopes to avoid getting in trouble.
"You're lucky your cute." He said with a chuckle and an eye roll.
"You're too easy big brother." I said with a smirk and small giggle which made Luca lose it.
"Oh I'm coming for you now, you little brat!" He yelled as he started chasing after me around the house.
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I wish I had a relationship like that with my siblings
Ugh the jealousy
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