The middle school I attended was hard but great. Met cool friends, one of them was from 3rd grade. The others though, we just grew very fond into being friends. Their was a girl named Tris. She was my first, from 6th grade and until 8th grade we were a 'thing.'
Steve, Derek, Marcus, and Chris were my top go to friends.
Me and Marcus grew really close. Starting from 5th grade, we were the little laughers in every class. Then came Derek, tough fellow, he was someone to get used to.
Steve was someone with energy, and won't be stopped. We had much similarities, growing a friendship up till now. And Chris, was my third grade friend. So anyways, I met tris in the 6th grade. We started to go out. We went out and wow, was I suprised to be in a place call love. But things are bound to end if they didn't close certain pores. She grew jealous of others, mostly Chrysanthemum. She was my Best friend from 6th grade also, many said we were bro and sis. Well yeah, we strolled on...but I had to make a risk. I had to stop talking to chrysanthemum for Tris. And I did so because of love. Love is something that makes you do stuff with out logic. And that's what happened.
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De Todo"Destruction is merely what someone needs to sprout into the need to be immune." ~ViZiOnZ
