I sat on the bus. It was a sunny Sunday morning. I thought about how it was going to be to meet my friend again. We are both 17 and we have moved out of our parents house a long time ago. Not a LONG time ago, but a year, and this is the first time I meet her since 10th grade.
I wonder how her appartment look like. Maybe she has decorated it with flowers and crazy colors, or maybe it's all grey... If I still know my best friend as well as I did when we at least lived in the same city, she has something in the middle. Something beetween grey and colorfull. Oh my... I'm so exited.
When the bus finally stoped, I went out on the street and looked around me. But where was she? I'm pretty sure we made a deal that she would wait for me at the bus station... anyway, I could just send her a message.
Me: Where r u?
I didn't wait long before I got a message back.
Hannah♡: OMG I forgot it!! Can't u just walk by ur self?! I live in number 24, in the darkest house.
Me: okey :"D I still know you though!
Hannah♡: haha, you don't have to rub it all over my face.
Me: Yes I do! I'll be at your place in 2 sec.
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My english suck. I hope you still like it :"/
