As I walked along the stony path, I heard a loud voice yell my name.
"Y/n, over here!" I turned around and saw my friend George running towards me.
"Hey Georgie, how's it been?" I asked when he had caught up to me.
"Good, what about you" he said, pudding slightly.
"Yeah I've been alright. Schools a bit tough, not that you would know, you hardly even go." I replied, giving him a smirk.
"Yeah well I have better things to do" he said.
"No it's fine though, I have Paul on the bus with me anyways" I winked.
George stiffened up when I mentioned Paul. He grunted a response but nothing audible.
"What's your problem?" I said. Stopping my walking and waiting for him to turn around.
"I don't have one. Come on, y/n" he said in a very monotone voice.
"Obviously there's a problem, George" I said angrily. "Why do you always get mad for no reason?"
He stood there facing me. Staring me in the eyes.
"There is no fucking problem. Hurry up, y/n" he said in a very angry voice.
"If you're going to act like a little baby about a stupid little situation, I don't want to be friends with you anymore." I replied.
"Fine. Don't be then."
"George, I..." I said shakily.
"No. we aren't friends anymore. Bye." He said as he walked off.
I ran after him. "George, George!" I yelled. He didn't turn around. So I ran up to him and I stopped right in front of him.
"Get out of my way, y/n" he said.
"George you know I didn't mean it." I said.
"I'd never say goodnight tonight, y/n." He said as he grabbed my hand and we walked back to my house.
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