Not much happened in my life...except the day I met him,Mitch....He was kind and sweet, my best friend. My tale starts when I was eleven years old,
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I was walking through the neighborhood to greet the new kid who had just moved in. My parents say he was a boy around my age. When I got to the house I saw the new kid sitting in his yard alone. I walked over to him shyly...boy was he cute,he had soft brown eyes and light brown hair. He was a pale kid,sorta like me. He sat up and stared into my warm blue eyes.
"Hi....i'm Lexi....I live a little ways down the street and I heard you moved in yesterday so I kinda just wanted to say hi....." I said studdering thinking,'Lexi! Studdering shows love!'
"Yeah....I'm Mitchell but please call me Mitch...." He said shrugging. I sat on the grass next to him accidentally placing my hand on his. We both pulled away quickly blushing slightly. He looked into my eyes and I looked into his.
"Your cool for a girl you know..." he whispered before our lips touched. I closed my eyes And enjoyed it as it lasted.
