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A Frenemy I Guess?

"It was the first day of my junior year in high school. But it didn't feel any different."

"It was recess. I was walking to the cafeteria to grab a lunch tray since I forgot to bring the one I packed."

"Then..."

"A girl bumped into me and made me dropped myself and my lunch tray to the floor. I was furious."

"I stared into her eyes angrily. But her eyes is clearly telling that she's very sorry."

"I forgave her, but turned away and stormed out of the cafeteria."

The boy just ran off without saying a word to Amelia. Amelia felt even more guilty for her clumsiness. She just stood there until Mazzie comforts her.

"Hey... If you really do feel guilty about it, then just give him a lunch to replace... This one. Afterwards, offer to wash his jacket, kay?"

"Hmph. You really know how to be very apologetic to people, huh?"

"What the- Were you mocking me or something? Sheesh, I was trying to help."

"Ok I'm sorry. Thanks for the suggestions. I'll do just as you say. Pay for his lunch and wash his jacket, right?"

"Yep, now go get em girl."

"Wait, what?"

"What are you waiting for? Catch up to him!"

Amelia couldn't help but feel like Mazzie's hiding another intention than just her trying to "help". Regardless, she decides to listen to her advice since she can't thought of any solution herself. With that shut-in personality of hers, she of course can't think of anything that fast.

Amelia caught up to the boy after chasing him for a while. She tries to call out to him but she already ran out of breath. She grabs his shoulders and he turned to her. He was annoyed since Amelia was the reason that he didn't get to have his lunch. He shrugs her off. Upset, she ran up to him and pulled his arm towards her to make him face her.

*Pant *Pant
"I was trying to say sorry!"

"Leave me alone. Stop causing me more trouble."

"Look, take these."

[Hands lunch over to his hands]

"Is this for the one that fell?"

"Yes and, can I have your jacket?"

"What for?"

"Can I wash your jacket?"

"No need to go that far."

"No seriously, I'm terrible with words. So take the lunch that I bought and let me wash your jacket as an apology from me."

*Sigh
"If you insist that much."
[Takes off jacket and hands it to Amelia]

"Ok then, I'll be right back"

"Hurry it up, recess is almost over."

Amelia rushes to the bathroom and washed the jacket. It was good as new, but another problem appears,

"How am I going to dry this up?"

[Looks around]

"Lucky me! This school has hand dryers in bathrooms."

Amelia tries to dry the jacket as much as she can. After, she went to her class to grab her spare jacket for the boy to wear. She met up with him and gave both jackets to him.

"Hmm? Where did you get a spare jacket?"

"It's my spare. Your jacket is still wet. I couldn't dry it enough for you to wear."