Butterfly's

New friend!

Y/N = Your Name.

(SBN) = Soft Boy Name. ( Only lasts for a While)

You're in 8th grade.

{ } = Thinking

L/N = Your last name

Y/N POV:

I head back to class with my friends after break.

"What class do we have now?" My friend Emma Asks. "Uhh math I think?... Oh no we don't! its uhh what is it called.. chemistry! Right Monika?" I ask. "Yeah, c'mon guys hurry up its my favorite class!" Monika says. "Alright! Ok! Wait up!" I yell.

The teacher scolds us for coming late. It was due to some talking, well much talking. When the teacher is done scolding us, we go to our seats and get our laptops and turn them on. I get greeted by my background of my favorite (anime character/Favorite movie character). I start writing about chemistry potions we've done and other chemistry stuff. I take a break from writing and notice the boy next to me seems to be staring at what I've written. I turn to him and say hi. He seems startled at the sudden chat I started with him. "Hi..." He speaks. "Are you done writing?" I ask. "No not really, I'm like halfway done." He tells me. We ended up talking almost the whole class and helping each other with our texts and made some jokes. That was birth of our friendship. I must be honest he was nice and he and liked the same stuff I did.

(SBN) POV:

I start typing on my laptop for 14 minutes and then a bunch of girls come storming in. One of them is Y/N I sit beside her, and other people say her name often that's how I know her name. The teacher scolds them for being late to her class. Its nothing different, she does that to everyone. After the teacher is done scolding the poor girl's Y/N goes to her seat which is next to me. I go back to what I was writing. After a while I notice that Y/N is taking a break. While the girl is taking a break from writing and is leaning on her chair with her arms behind her head, I decide to take look at what she's been writing I read a bit of it before I get cut off. "Hi." Is what I hear I get a bit startled {Please don't tell me she saw that I was reading her text. That would be so awkward.} "Hi..." I respond {Bruh I sounded so quite I hope she heard me.} "Are you done writing?" She asks. "No not really, I'm like halfway done." I speak. We ended up talking almost the whole class and helping each other with our texts and made some jokes. That was birth of our friendship. I must be honest she was nice she and liked the same stuff I did.