Boy Side:
Homework, teachers, all of the normal things any and I mean any freshman would receive. Great exactly what I need more stress than the stress already on me with adjusting with a new school. But I guess you could give me a point for having my first very friend at my new school. His name is Mooreone (more-one) or at least that's what he tells me. We became friends because we're partners in science and also cause he sits next to me during lunch (we have assigned seats, I know very classy) but anyway we started talking and BOOM we're friends.
Moore, I can him that for short because I think that his name is secretly moron but don't tell, understands me a lot more than I understand him. I find that weird cause I always thought that I was the difficult one to communicate with at my old school. Anyways dairy, right now I'm suppose to be practicing flute but I really don't want to, my mom is making me play flute because she thinks it's "more gentle and soft than the screeching and scratching of a violin" and I really want to play the violin.I mean you can still make the flute sound horrible by blowing real hard but my mom wouldn't accept "anything less than me", whatever that really means.
But hey diary, you remember that one nice girl that gave me the orange? Well, I did something for her. It wasn't something big or anything. It was something as simple as an orange peel. And no it's not just any orange peel, it was the peel from the orange she gave me. But that's not really it, I wrote on it and the words read "Thanks". Like am I a gentleman or what? I'm happy I did that, I made me feel thoughtful about someone's actions that benefited me and I know I should do this more for my mom but that's not the point. The point is that this was an outsider, like I didn't know her, and this outsider helped me not die of hunger. I hope I can talk to her one day and actually thank her but I don't know. What would I start out saying, "Hi my name is Andrew. I'm that one guy that you gave an orange to"? No that's sounds stupid but one day, one day I'll tell her thank you.
Hey you guys! Hope you're liking the book so far. It's kind-of hard to write from a boy point-of-view, so if you guys can leave comments on what I should change I would highly appreciate it! Till next time!
~Saratu
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The Fruit Speakers
RomanceOne day a girl shares an orange with a boy across the street on another bus, which leads them to create a relationship. Read to see how their feelings start to grow into something bigger after this small act of kindness.