FRIENDS

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What it's about: Their was a boy, 16 year's old and a girl, the same age as him. They've known each other sense they were 10 years old and they both secretly but obviously had a crush on each other.
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2017
Age: 9-10
Plot: New York
Zara's POV
You were getting ready to go play at the feild to play fútbol until you realized you couldn't find the ball. "Ma!!" You said loudly. "Yes Mija?" She shouted back at the same pitch but happily. "I can't find the fútbol!" "Did you check everywhere?" My mom said with a raised eyebrow looking for about 5 minutes until she found it and gave me a silly grin.

I hugged her "thank youu, I'm gonna go to the field" "ok Mija have a good time don't get hurt and if you are scared jus-" I cut her off as she was rambling as she always dose but I know she just cares "ok ok mom I will love you" she gave me a little kiss on the head and I opened the white, glossy door and closed it gently

As I was heading out I saw my dads hand made cross made out of matches and wanted to bawl my eyes out at that moment.

My dad died when I was just 2. I obviously didn't know much at that age but my mom told me when I was the proper age to be told and I wasn't the same since. My mom told me amazing things about him and that we had a lot in common.

I took a couple minutes admiring the piece of work wiping a few tears and then went to the field. When I got there, I saw one other boy that looked around my age but I didn't bother to go up to him because he looked like he wanted to be alone by the way he was sagging, not in a hurt way.

I put my bag down, put my cleats on, and started to do kick ups. While I was juggling the ball the kid near me kept glancing at me. I was getting kind of bored so I walked up to him and passed him the fútbol as a way to greet him. He did some kick ups and then passed it to me. I did the same as he did then passed it to him again. He did 4 kick ups in a row, and then around the world. "Show off" I said while laughing. He laughed too and responded to me "So, what's your name?"

"Zara, you?" "Lamine" he said. "Cool, cool" I said while exhaling. We stood there awkwardly for a little until someone was calling him to come home. "Oh I gtg, see you another time?" "Wait, do you have a phone?" "Yeah why?" "Can I get your number so we can hang out more?" "Oh yeah, sure" he then gave me his number and once he left, I left. Did I really just get a random boys phone number? Why did I ask for his number I literally just met him...

After a couple days he texted me.