16/08/1976

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teddys pov:

i was sat alone at a lunch table, silently sat there.

i had no lunch, only a waterbottle and a pencil. my mom was too busy sleeping to make me one.

i was wearing battered clothes with some holes in, my sneakers that didnt fit and i knew the other kids would make fun so i kept to myself.

until, a boy, the same age as me sat opposite me and said "hey, im logan, who are you?"

i blink, suspecting it to be some kind of a prank and hes gonna steal my pencil or water.

he clearly notices this and says "dont worry, i wont steal anything, i just want a friend." he was clearly a rich kind of kid. with his fresh clothes and he also had lunch. the kind my mom and cousin warned me to stay away from.

i nod hesitatingly "i do too"

he suddenly frowns "dont you have any lunch"

i shake my head "uh no"

he frowns "here, take a sandwich" it was a cheese one which is my favourite.

i let my guard down, knowing i can trust this boy. "thank you"

he smiles "no problem"

and just like that we became best friends, and he always looked out for me, giving me food, a place to stay, treating my wounds, etc.

i just wish i done the same before...

A/N: im just doing these cause i generally forgot what happens in s2 so im gonna rewatch that soon so hopefully i'll update actual chapters.


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