Journal Entry #12 Tuesday 2018
I blinked. Friday was standing up. "Where are we going?" I asked. She smiled, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. "Lost and found."
We'd been going to the lost and found a few times to see what they had there. You couldn't say we didn't lose something if you didn't know. I guess that was her logic, but I was always hesitant. My heart started beating as a question popped into my head. "Friday?" I said and she turned. "Yes?" I hesitated.
"D'you.. love me?" I asked. Friday smiled. "Yes." I looked at the floor, uncertain. She brought up her hands almost playfully. "Hang on, hang on." She said. What're you doing?
She kissed my cheek. It was weird, I felt something warm light up inside me. Love, maybe? I wouldn't know.. I did know I liked her and felt like I loved her. "C'mon," She said, hooking her arm, extended to me. I smiled and linked my arm in hers. We skipped down the hall together to the office.
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"Woah." I said. "There's a lot in here!" Friday frowned and smirked. "You've been in here before." She said. "But I think they added more." I said. I looked around.
I walked away with nothing, probably as I should've, but because I didn't find anything I liked. I also felt it was wrong, like we were stealing. Friday walked away with a beanie.. or maybe it was a hat, I couldn't tell. We went back into the hall way and grabbed our bags before parting ways.
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