Part six

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"Darcy! Come on I don't want to be late!" Kelsey yells up the stairs. Ugh!

"Chill out!" I say coming down the stairs. When I get to the bottom I throw my head down so I can gather all my hair to put into a pony tail. "Okay. I'm ready." I grab my keys on the table by the entry way and follow her to the car.

"Stop at starbucks. I wanna get my kid something." She directs

"Ugh. Now I have to get Raelyn something". I mumble. But obey anyway. We arrive at the starbucks and I order a chocolate chip frap. For myself, and I grab a chocolate chip cookie, and blended strawberry lemonade for Raelyn. Kids like this stuff right? I remeber the first time our Moms let me, Blaire and Kailee have Starbucks. We all got hot lemonades one summer when we were seven. Trust me. We were the coolest kids ever that day. I'm sure I have the picture somewhere still. Any way, we proceed to the facility. I notice today most the kids are outside. We just go in since we didn't plan to meet as a group today. So I scout out Raelyn. I find her today drawing with chalk.

"Hey. I bought you something." I stand over her. She looks up expectantly, and is eager when I give her the drink.

"Thanks." She grins. She stand and dust herself off before taking a sip. "Isn't chocolate fattening?" She ask pointing to my drink.

"Sure. But chocolate is my weakness. I got you a cookie to." I hand her the brown bag with the green Starbuck symbol. (That looks like a mermaid has anyone else noticed that?)

She looks at me curiously.

"Whats your favorite color?" She asks me.

"Um. Idk. Maybe pink." I shrug.

"You know. No one actually says 'Idk' they say I don't know."

"Ya. But its much quicker to say Idk." I smile at her. She shrugs and hands me a pink piece of chalk, before picking up the green one and draws a tic-tac-toe board.

"I'm X." She starts. We silently play about twenty games, and I notice that she bonds by doing silent activities. Or at least thats what blaire would say. About an hour later we get up and dust our selfs off. I snap a picture of our dozens of

tic-tac-toe and upload it to instagram, with a caption of "I kinda realized I suck at this game" and two thumbs down emoji. She beat me in a vast majority of the games. But thats okay. We then go inside and sit on a sofa in front of a tv where episodes of spongebob are playing.

"Can I see your phone?" She asks. I don't really care who sees my phone, so I hand over my white iPhone five with the sparkly gold case to her. "You have an Iphone five already?"

"Ya. It was a birthday gift." I shrug.

"When was your birthday?"

"Um. Last month. May second."

"Oh. Mines in october. I'll be twelve then." I watch as she scrolls over the pages of my phone inspecting each app and everything. My attention span thins and I focus on the rambling of spongebob and patrick. "Who are these girls?"

She shows me a picture of Me, Blaire and Kailee at the park a few weeks ago. We were each on a swing pulling them close to each other, sunglasses on, hair loose and intertwined.

"Oh. Those are my best friends. The one on the right is Kailee and the one on the left is Blaire."

"You guys have a lot of photos together." She says swiping her finger across the screen for each photo.

"Well ya. We do everything together." I giggle when she gets to the photo of Kailee on my back while I was trying to skate board. Lets just say we both have matching scars from that incident.

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