Age 7
"Renesme Castillo."
"Here!" Esme says,raising her hand. Behind her was a new kid. He had beautiful green eyes and curly brown hair. Although Esme had only known him for three hours,he had shown her more kindness than anyone in her class had in the past two years.
"Esme."
"Shh,Harry! We're going to get in trouble," she mumbles,continuing to write the alphabet repeatedly.
"Esme."
"Sh-"
"Will you be my best friend?"
"But..Zayn-I mean-y-yeah.." Harry was my best friend but Zayn was my special friend. Zayn sat next to Esme,watching the beautiful little girl. She had full pink lips,brown hair and green eyes. Small freckles adorned her face aswell as a smile. She was always smiling; and Zayn loved that.
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"Harry wants me to be his best friend..I said yes. Are you mad?"
"Of course not,love. I could never be mad at you."
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FanfictionIn which reality and fantasy runs a very thin line and love conquers all. "He said he drew pictures of things he loved..he never drew me."
