The Forgotten Friendship

3

I watch the paint rolled glide up and down the walls of my room, the colour is a beautiful shade of light blue and now my room is filled with a pop of colour which will go good with my white furniture.

The coat was finally done and drying and the house was no longer chaotic but calm and quite so I take my sketch book into the living room with a cup of tea and started drawing out how I wanted my room to look, and by the end I was super excited to finish painting and start moving furniture around and I decided to use my energy for good to I paint the second and final coat on my walls.

By the time I'm done I'm left with no energy and nothing to do, so at the spur of the moment I decide to go on a walk and hope I don't get lost (this is a stupid idea)

I pull on my running shoes and slip my strawberry red hair up into a messy bun.

I walk out the door and onto the side walk to see two little girls trying to catch a butter fly together which of course makes me smile as I take everything around me, the smell of freshly cut grass and barbecue drift into my nose, the sound of the girls giggling, my shoes on the sidewalk and the sound of a basketball hitting the pavement in the distance fill my ears as the black and orange butterfly swiftly gets away from the little girls as they were now distracted by trying to tie there shoelaces but instead of tying a bow they tie a giant knot.

I get lost in my thoughts and soon after find myself lost, I reach into my pocket to grab my phone for Google Maps but quickly realize that I forgot it at home.

"Shit" I say swearing under my breath, I turn around and try to find my way back to my house, But after 10 minutes of what seem to be wrong turns and going in circles I give up and sit on the sidewalk and wait for someone to drive by me or something.

After while my hands seem to become the most interesting things in the world because of missed a cute guy walking right towards me.

"Hey, are you okay?" His voice startles me out of my deep thoughts about how I wish I could do good nail art.

I look up at this (Cute) boy who looks to be about my age with a basketball in his hands standing a few feet away from me, as I sit here probably looking more lost then ever.

"Um, ya I'm okay I guess, I'm just kinda lost because I just moved here and forgot my phone at home so I'm waiting for someone to drive by that I know," I explain to him as he nods his head along with my words which makes his chocolate brown sweaty hair look even more tossled around.

"I can help, I'm Easton by the way, and you are?" He asks, he looks quite familiar but I mean I used to know everyone on the street so it's quite possible that I used to know him.

"I'm Ivy, so Easton, how far away am I from underwood drive? More exactly house 3393?" I ask and he looks at my with the look that says are you and idiot.

"Ivy I advise you to turn around," he says and I do so, expecting to see my street, but instead I see my house.

I turn back to Easton, my cheeks as red as tomatos and smile, "Well thanks Easton, without you I could have been homeless".

He laughs, gives a small your welcome and turns around, walking into what I can only assume is his house and I turn around and walk into mine.

I finish the final layer of paint, but whilst painting what happened with me and Easton replays in the back of my mind, once and a while my cheeks heating up.

By the time I have only my bed set up its 12.30pm and to say I'm tired is an understatement, I get ready for bead and hope under the covers, which were quite cold because of the lack of body heat.

My eyes shut and I cuddle into my stuffed meerkat (my favorite animal) because just because I'm in high school doesn't mean I don't sleep with Tristan (the stuffed animal meerkat) and let the darkness of the night engulf me.

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