Chloe
I ran all the way to the elementary school, and exhaled when I saw Clara patiently sitting in the steps.
"You're late." She said, hoping off the steps to follow me.
"I'm sorry, Clar," I said, "you totally slipped my mind."
"It's alright, but how do you forget about me?" She asked, making a sassy pose.
"I have no idea." I giggled, grabbing her hand.
"Chloe?" She asked.
"Hm?" I replied in response.
"Can you keep a secret?" Clara asked.
"Depends on the secret. Did you kill anybody?" I questioned her.
"Chloe, I'm six. What am I gonna use to kill someone?" She asked.
"I don't know? A crayon?" I laughed.
"Chloe! This is serious!" Clara pouted.
"Okay, okay," I said, "what is it?"
"I got in a fight."
I stopped dead.
"You what?" I asked.
"I got in a fight. And you have to go in early tomorrow to talk to my teacher." She mumbled.
"Clara," I said, lowering down to her height, "what caused this fight?"
"This mean girl called me poor. But I know we're not poor. We just don't have enough money. But her comment really got it me. So I attacked her." She whispered.
I sighed. It hurt me that Clara was getting made fun of. I defiantly don't her to turn out like me; bullied and broken.
"Clara," I sighed, "it's definitely not nice for her to call you poor, but you can't fight fire with fire. You have to be the bigger person."
"But I'm way smaller than her." She mumbled.
"Clara," I giggled, "being the bigger person means that if someone comments something about you, that you don't think is okay, then you tell someone. It has nothing to do with height or physical appearance. Now, if somebody says something that upsets again, don't attack the person. Just tell me or a teacher and we will take care of it. Okay?"
"Okay." Clara nodded.
"Great. Now let's go home."
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After walking three blocks, past the creepy doorman, and up six flights of stairs, we were finally home.
I put the key in the door, and unlocked the apartment.
"Do you want a snack?" I asked Clara, opening the pantry, only to find microwaveable popcorn.
"Yes please." She smiled, sitting down at the table.
I put the popcorn in, and started scrolling through my (newly cracked) iPod.
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fangirl • dancemoms au
Fanfiction"Looks like we're all stuck in one big love triangle." "This isn't a love triangle. It's a love square!" • Where two famous band members and one girl who loves them and her best friend who hates them find themselves in one giant love mess.
