A Jar Of Stars

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Jennifer kissed her mother's cheek gently before getting out of the car. She walked up to the door of the school and walked in, putting her back pack into her locker and getting out a note book and a pencil. She shut the door to it and sighed gently, closing her eyes and leaning her forehead against it. She felt a familiar pair of arms wrap around her waist, and she smiled. Brayden hugged her gently, resting his chin on her shoulder. Jennifer had a crush, secret to everyone, even herself, on Brayden. They were best friends, and she convinced herself that's how it should stay. "What's the matter, squirt?" He asked gently. The brunette girl stood up straight and kept the blush to herself at the nickname. "Nothing," she said softly. "Just a little tired," she bit her bottom lip gently as she felt him tighten his grip. "Yeah, me too. Have any dreams last night?" He asked, a breath hitting her ear. She held back the shiver and turned to face him with a smile. "No, did you?" She asked. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Of course," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Well, what was your dream?" She asked gently. "You were there," he responded. Her eyes brightened. "Yeah?" She asked, sounding a little too happy. He chuckled and ruffled her hair. "Yeah, we went to the fair and had a blast. We rode some rides, looked at the animals and art, played some games, and ate some funnel cake," he smiled brightly. "Then, we went on the Farris wheel, but it ended. I was sad when it was over," he chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck, making Jennifer give a little half smile. "Oh!" She said quickly, taking a different notebook out of her locker and handing it to him. "Don't forget to give it back before lunch," she smiled. He nodded, stuffing it into his bag. She gave the notebook to him every morning, and he would write about his day up until lunch, then he would give it back to her in fourth hour, the period they had together. The first bell rang, and he grumbled, shutting her locker for her. "I'll see you at lunch," they both said at the same time. "Not if I see you first!" They said I'm sync again. He began walking away, giving that little half wave to her without looking back. "And don't worry," he called, stopping with a smirk on his lips. "I won't let Aydrie bother me today," it seemed like he was reading the young girls mind. She watched as he walked around the corner, in a daze as the tardy bell rang. She groaned and scurried off to her class.