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'Julli. Julli! Wake up.''Hmm..'
'HEY! Wake up already!'
'2 more minutes.'
'Are you seriously going back to sleep? Wake UP!' I took his blanket away and forced him to sit up.
'Ow.. Lola became an arrogant girl.' He said holding onto his arm weakly.
'I didn't pull you THAT hard! Get up. We have our entrance exams today don't you remember?'
'Go without me.. Your future is more important than mine.' He says as he goes to cover his face with his pillow.
Wow, this is seriously starting to get a little annoying.
'Not.a.CHANCE. So hurry up and get ready quickly. Breakfast is ready so go down as soon as you finish. And at least tidy up your room! Look, there're papers everywhere!'
'It works just fine for me~ no need to clean them out..'
This is Julli. The boy i'm currently taking care of for the whole month. We were childhood friends since elementary school. But we got separated because my family moved out for my dad's job.
Fast-forward 7 years later, my parents decided to move back so suddenly right after i graduated. Saying that i probably miss Julli as a reason. Yet they left me here alone for their vacation.
But it has been 7 long years so of course i miss him a lot. I even wondered how he grew up to be like since we haven't contacted each other in those years.
But i did hear from my mom that he became a painter during middle school. His works are currently in display at a local gallery just a few miles away and i was very surprised and proud of him. I even thought he grew up well because of how beautiful his paintings are.
And oh boy.. was i too hopeful. Julli... ahahaha, he's turned into a pure MESS..
I mean he wasn't like this back then like at ALL!
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'Julli!' 8 year old me called'Lola!'
'What are you drawing?'
'A jellyfish!'
'A jellyfish?'
'Yeah, a jellyfish. Dad told me about them, but never told me how they looked like. So i decide to draw it!'
'But jellyfishes doesn't look like that!'
'Huh? hey don't have jelly as a body?'
'Of course not silly! Jellyfishes looks like this!'
The young girl started drawing at the young boy's paper.
'A half circle, and a lot of strings beneat it! And there's a jellyfish!!'
'Hee.. it doesn't look anything like a fish. Why do they call it a jellyfish?'
'Mom says that jellyfishes are called jellyfishes because they feel bouncy like jelly!'
'Really?'
'But mom also said if we touch it, our arms will turn into fish scales!'
'Fish scales? Eww! I don't want that!'
'Eww!'
'EWW!!' We said together.
'Let's not touch it when we see one!'
'Yeah!'
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He still has that 'i don't know anything' part of him that made me wonder if he actually studied for the test since he was very carefree about it these past week.
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Jam Maker Witch, Mary
Lãng mạnThis is my first time posting one of my stories so there are a few awkward parts here and there but i hope you don't mind. Also i might edit a few parts while i'm at it too. A story of a cheery and kind jam-maker- witch named Mary and her peculiar e...