My thoughts never left that conversation
It kept me up at night.
for good reason.
Soon Saturday arrived and I was looking at myself in the mirror.
April 20, Saturday morning
Above my mirror was a pinned picture, That time, we got to go to Namibia.
Taking pictures of the statues and folks who live there.
There is a lot of history there.
I got my shoes and put them on.
My brown hair was up in a ponytail, round glasses, and a solid blue shirt with regular black jeans.
I got out of the house, saying goodbye to my sister, and outside stood my friends.
They waved me over.
I wasn't wearing anything long sleeved.
It wasn't a huge problem to me anyway.
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The lovely smell of the spring flowers while the chilly winter starts to fade.
Travelling through Berlin was fun, many stalls, many many different people, and many memories.
How have I forgotten how much fun I can still have?
Sometimes my mind would just go back and my brain would falter for a few minutes
Declan accidentally stained his shirt, He had to borrow someone's jacket.
Bubbline drank a vanilla milkshake with extra extra chocolate. She had a huge energy boost.
Sugarush.
Jackie had to make sure Bubbles wasn't going to a new high.
Penelope laughed at their actions.
"Guys, Soon April is over."
"Oh, sorry, we're having prom soon. Oh, SH -" Jackie remembered.
"WE'RE having prom, not them, remember? Sorry, Jackie forgot she turned 18 a few months ago." Bubbles chuckled.
"Well, we could try to arrange something over the holidays?"
"Sure, sounds good." We all turned to Declan. "You?"
"Oh no, sorry, I can't, We're travelling to Sweden for the summer, Sorry." Now, I really never knew that.
"Your Swedish?"
"Yeah, my grandmother was born there. She met my grandpa here in Germany while WWII was happening."
I smiled when I looked around for something. "Any more ice cream?"
They all nodded. Except for Jackie. I didn't push it though. Her blood sugar was getting too high anyways.
We all ordered some more ice cream. Everything about this trip fascinated me.
We all took the subway back to our houses.
"This was fun." Penelope tells me. We're walking back to my house after bringing everyone back.
"Especially seeing you happy." The smile on my face was hidden with my hands.
"Don't hide from me, Hazel." We made it to my house. Before going in, Peneople pulled me in for a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
a kiss.
《This is who I love, and I love it.》
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