SMACKLE sits in the school hallway's bay window. ZAY and MAYA stands near her, listening to her talk.
SMACKLE: It's not that I'm upset with his feelings—I've see our end drawing near for a while now. It's that...I have an irrational phobia of being...useless. I just want to be needed.
MAYA and ZAY look at each other, a bit confused.
ZAY: We'll always need you, Izzy.
MAYA: Yeah, c'mon, you're one of us now. You're our friend.
SMACKLE: Friend...
(SMACKLE gives a small smile. MAYA and ZAY smile back.)
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perfect | riarkle
Fanfiction"I love you, Farkle." "And I love you." **Written in script format
