Chapter 1

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"If you want the ball your gonna have to run faster" I yelled to joe. He was only a couple feet behind me...or so I thought. He tackled me to the soft grass and hugged my waist and said " told you I could get it." He took the ball out of my hand and ran to his truck. I followed him laughing at his weird floppy hair.

We got back to his flat that he shared with one of his best guy friends Casper. Casper and I were close but not as close as me and Joe. Joe and I have been friends since the 6th grade. I can tell him anything and everything and he does the same. It's weird he's like my brother but not. We just have a very weird connection.

" Melanie do you want a sandwich?" Joe called from the kitchen. "Umm yea sure no mustard please." "I know what you like Mel so shut up." He teases me all the time, I teased back which drove him mad.

He came over to the couch with my sandwich. I took it and thanked him. He came and sat next to me hovering over my phone. "Dude chill it's just Twitter." I said. He laughed and checked his phone. After about 10 min Joe just couldn't handle the silence and he stuck him wet, soppy, smelly feet in my face. I screamed and jumped off the couch. Joe was laughing so I snatched his phone and ran to his room locking the door.

"Ok Mel very funny, now open the door and give me my phone." Joe said outside his bedroom door. "Sorry but the fumes from your feet messed up my brain I forget how to open doors." I joked making joe laugh. Finally I opened the door for him and gave him his phone. "Thanks stupid." Joe said. "Hey booger brain, that is no way to treat a lady." I said walking up the stairs with joe. "Oh I'm sorry I meant Mrs.Stupid." Joe joked. "You think your soooo funny don't you?" He smiled and said yes.
"I think I'm gonna invite Zoey and Casper to my flat tonight Joe do you want to come?" "Sure only if we can play games." "No sorry Joe we were just gonna stare at a wall the whole time." I said pushing him a little so he landed on the couch.

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