At Sony st. School on the far left corner sat a girl. Crying. And next to her sat her friend. Telling her it would be okay but she was smarter and knew it wouldn't. Jemma was her name. And next to her sat. Jill. The only one who would talk to her. jemna thought jill was mean but didn't take for granted that she spoke to her. I know how short it is but next part will be 894 words I promise.
