Just your Wingman

Small Memories

I ran to school. I didn't know what to suspect. Why was I running there? I don't know. How did I know where to go? I don't know. It was as if my body was being controlled.

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I'm lost. I checked my phone. It's was six. I promised my mom I'd be home by 6:30. I sighed in frustration.

I looked around at my surroundings. Everything looked the same to me. The streets full of cars to my left. The markets and restaurants to my right. I'm completely lost. The surrounding seemed familiar but I couldn't figure it out.

I realized that I could use my phone so I could find my mom way home. Right when I turned on my phone....it died.

"Aaaaghh!!!" I groaned out loud. A park was nearby across the streets. I walked over there to ask someone for directions.

As I crossed the streets I realized....did I even know my address?! I didn't. I groaned again. "How could I not know my address?! Stupid Amnesia!" I groaned

OOOF!!

A little girl bumped into me. I looked down to her. She looked at least four or five. Her hair was short and frizzy. Her eyes like charcoal seemed to be teary and puffy. She grabbed onto my leg and cried. She was only as tall as my leg.

"Uh...kid you okay?" I patted her on the back not trying to be awkward. I failed not to be awkward.

I kneeled to look at her. "What's wrong? You lose your memory or something?" I said joking around but that hurt me a little. I just hurt myself. Check that off my list.

"I'm lost!" She just hugged me and cried harder. I didn't know why but I hugged her back. She seemed warm and nice.

It seemed funny to me since I was lost too. I giggled at her, "Me too. Its going to be okay. I'm right here!" She smiled up at me.

"Thank you...for trying to make me feel better." She said in a sweet voice. It's was squeaky and innocent.

Then I heard someone shout, "Krystal! Krystal! I'm here!" It seemed vaguely familiar.

I saw a boy with black frisky hair come up to the both of us. He looked at me in shock, "Wendy?"

He slowed to a stop once he got to us. He hugged the little girl. "Big Brother! Yay!" The little girl hugged him back tightly.

"Uh...Max right? No Matt! No....Vince! No...Gabe?" I said trying to guess his name. He snickered at me. That seemed to warm my heart. I don't know why since he was making fun of me. Shouldn't I be mad?

"It's Ryan. It's okay. You don't have to rush your memory." He smiled at me. I smiled back. I was grateful that he was so nice to me. "So what brings you here?" He asked.

"I...well I'm.....I'm lost." I said embarrassed. Ryan laughed at me. I punched him in the arm, "Shut up."

"Come on, I'll bring you home. Krystal go back to mom." Ryan said. The little girl ran off. Ryan lead the way to my house.

As we walked I asked him, "How do you know where I live. Were we close?" Suddenly my face turned red, "Were we dating?!?"

Ryan turns extremely red. "No! No! No! Not it at all!!" He said frantically. We were both as red as tomatoes. After we cooled down Ryan said, "I used to live in the house next to yours. That's how we met."

I nodded listening attentively. I tried to soak up as much of my past as possible. We were almost to my house that I could see it. He pointed to my house and a mocha colored one next to mine.

"We both met each other when we first saw each other on our front porches. I challenged you to a rock throwing game and that was when we became archenemies. Of course, I threw the rock farther and won." He smirked. I rolled my eyes at him.