chapter 1-

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2nd grade

This will be written at my level. Just the talking will be at a six year old level. But the descriptions of what they wear and what they're doing will be written at my level. Thank you.

Spencer

I walked into my class. I was wearing bright red hightops, cream colored jeans, and a black tank top. I have my hair down letting the little curls go down to my elbows.

I had my black backpack. I looked around the room looking for a place for me to sit.

I went and sat down where all the boys were. I minded my own business spinning a pencil in my hand. I noticed how the boys around stopped talking. I looked up thinking the teacher was talking but she was still at the door greeting parents and students.

I looked to my left and saw a boy that looked very mean. I nodded my head up saying, "sup."

"That's where I'm sitting. Move now!" I kid pulled the chair from under me.

I slowly got up and brushed myself off. I looked at him and smiled. "Well, I guess I just have to since you pulled my chair away, huh?" I said smiling.

"That's right! You don't fit in with the guys because you're a girl." He said poking me in the chest.

I began to laugh taking him by shock.

I shoved him to the ground. "Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't fit in you butthead!" I yelled getting the teachers attention.

"What's going on here?" She asked. The boy began to 'cry'.

"S-she pushed me down! A-all i-I-I did was say she w-was pretty." He sobed making me roll my eyes.

I didn't say anything but someone else did. "That's a lie Daniel." A boy with brown hair and blue eyes said.

He was cute. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirts. He had the same red hightops as me. He had blue eyes and straight brown hair.

"She was minding her own beezwax when he came over starting a fight by pulling her chair from under her!" He yelled.

I smiled. "Is that so Mr. Daniel?"

"N-" He was cut off by the teacher.

"Don't lie, Daniel...."

"Yes."

"Follow me to the office." Ms. Price said and they walked out.

I turned to the boy and smiled. "Thanks. But you didn't have to do that."

"Yes I did! He deserved it! He's the biggest bully ever!" He said waving his arms in the air making me smile bigger.

I knew instantly I made a friend.

We sat down by each other and talked until the end of the day.

Turns out we have a lot in common. We love sports. And our favorite color is red.

So, yeah. A lot in common.

He's 7. So a little older then me.

I walked to the front of the school and waited for my mom. "Hey! Wait!" I turned around and saw Tyler.

Slowed down but he tripped on his shoe lace. Falling on me.

We laughed as he rolled off of me. "Sorry." He apologized.

"It's okay." I said helping him up.

"Spencer!" "Tyler!" Our mom's yelled our name at the same time.

"Coming!" We yelled back.

We ran to our mom's who were talking.

They looked at us. "Hey Spencer. I see you made friends with our neighbors." My mom said.

"Neighbors!" I turned to Tyler.

We high-fived each other.

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