𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 | 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅

I'm Jordon

I'm Jordon
{Charlie Scene X Funny Man}

Jordon

The small chubby boy huffs as he attempts to pull up his jeans, wiggling around a bit. He was excited for the fact that he was going to a new school and starting third grade. "Jordon, are you ready?" His mum shouts from the bottom of the stairs, waiting for her son to bounding down the stairs.

"Almost!" The small boy yells, his tongue poking out the side of his mouth as he rummages through his closet in search for a hoodie. Jordon finally gets into his mum's White Ford Focus once he grabs his bag with his lunch in.

"You have got everything, right?" The middle aged woman asks her eyebrows raised at her son as he nods, clicking his seatbelt in.

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"Bye!" The blonde waves to his mum, grinning widely at her before she drives off. The young boy takes in a deep breath before slowly making his way up to on of the students that look like they should be in his grade or above; and tapping them on their shoulder.

The girl turns around, her eyebrow raised at the new face. "C-could you tell me where the office, p-please?" The new comer stutters, clearing his throat afterwards. The girl nods smiling and pointing into the direction of the grey building that had a massive sign that read 'office' just above the door. "Thanks." Jordon grins, skipping off and towards the building.

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Dylan

"Hi dilly." The small boy quickly turns around on his heels, seeing his best friend - Chris Fronzak - Running towards him. Dylan smiles at the older boy, embracing him into a 'best friend' hug which also consists of some 'cool' handshake that the two boys had made back in first grade. "I heard there was a new kid." Chris says, after the boys had finished.

"Really?" Being only 8, both boys were still quite excited when a new comer starts and for no particular reason either. The Raven haired nods, smiling as he stuffs his hands into his hoodie pockets. "So, how was your summer?" The younger boy asks as they wondered towards 'their' tree.

"Eh, it was fine." Chris shrugs, taking a seat on a patch of grass underneath the old oak tree.

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It was recess, and the two best friends decided to play football on the football pitch. "Pass to me, then!" Dylan shouts to his friend at the other end of the pitch. Chris nods, kicking the black and white ball towards the tanned boy - almost scoring a goal. As the two kicked the ball to one another, a boy slowly approaches them.

Jordon hadn't made any friends just yet, even though he had talked to people in his class. "H-hi." The older boy mumbles, making the boys stop playing. Both Dylan and Chris turn towards the new boy, Dylan's foot firmly placed on top of the ball. "C-can I join in?" He stutters, looking down at the ground.

"Sure." Dylan says, giving a toothy grin. The slightly chubby boy looks up, also smiling and stepping on to the pitch. "I'm Dylan and this is Chris, my best friend."

"I'm Jordon." Jordon giggles as the younger boy kicks the ball towards him.