"So what do you want to do?" Jake said eating the crumbs off of the plate that WAS full of cookies,
"I'm kind of occupied-busy doing my homework. Why don't you help me? It will be fun..." I said with a grin full of hope.
"Mal look. Me and you ar...
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The sun. So hot yet so beautiful. It was Friday and I just came back from school. The woods looked so peaceful and fascinating at this time of the evening. Yes. I do live in the woods with my mum and dad. We used to live in the city and my mum was going to have a baby. A girl. My little sister Book, but gravely she was too weak and perished soon after she was born. That's why my parents and I moved into the woods, for a fresh start. I thought it was better here no pollution no noise. Just quiet. I liked it that way. Whenever I came back from school, I was on my swing on top of a hill just about 5 meters away from my house. It was my favorite place to be, to do my homework, to spend some quality time with me and to think, a lot.
"BOO!" yelled a loud familiar voice.
"Hey Jake, what are you doing here?"
"How were you not scared? This is the 2nd time this week I've tried to scare you but fail! Something is remarkably wrong with you..." said Jake swinging me back and forth.
"Well, you know me, Mallory, the girl who isn't timid of anything!"
"Whatever. I just accomplished that I have never seen you shed a tear."
"Ha, yeah-JAKE! Are you trying to imitate the way I converse! I did it again didn't I?"
"Yes, yes you did. And ok fine I won't imitate you again. " Jake said grabbing a cookie from the plate next to my homework and sat next to the swing gazing at the sky. Jake. My only true best friend, we became friends when I moved into the woods- but that's a whole different story. His real name is actually Jacob I just like his nick name better I guess. He has brown hair and blue eyes. I love his eyes, they are just so extraordinary...
"So what do you want to do?" Jake said eating the crumbs off of the plate that WAS full of cookies,
"I'm kind of occupied-busy, doing my homework. Why don't you help me? It will be fun..." I said with a grin full of hope.
"Mal look. Me and you are the bestist-"
"Bestist is not a word."
"Anyway we are best friends and I would do anything for you and you would do anything for me right?"
"Right."
"But I'm not a homework type of guy and you know that. So I'm guessing you know what my answer is don't you?"
"Yes, your answer is by no means you will not do it."
"And there you go! You figured it out smarty pants!" Jake said with a smirk while rubbing his hand frantically through my hair, as if I was his dog!
"Stop it! And fine if you don't want to help then I will not get to finish sooner. Oh! And you are better than me in maths."
"Maths! Why didn't you say so?"
As you can tell Jake adores maths. On the other hand me and maths do not associate with each other. I'm more as an English type of girl.
