Fake smile.

                 *Speaking in Thai*
   "Jackson stooooooppp." I squealed, running away from the energetic child.
      "Bambam, you love me~" He squealed.
      "Nah," I winked at him, a smirk on my face.
      "You buttcheek." He pouted.

                       *In English*
       "Bambam you disgrace, get your ass over here."
       Damn, I knew that voice. It was my so called 'friend' Mark...
       "COMING~" I yelled in a sorta sweet tone.
       "Hurry the fuck up." He grumbled.
       "Sorry Jackson..." I turned to the sad child.
       "Yeah, yeah." Jackson grumbled, the boy older than me but more childish.
       "Here!" I smiled, tired from running to him.
       "Finally," he smacked me, spitting on my head.
       "If I called you a third time I would've done worse." He kicked me.
       "Sorry." I said in a pathetic voice.
       He was much larger than me, as I was younger and more frail.
       "Now I need my homework done." He threw the papers at me, rolling his eyes.
       I don't even know why I take this. Maybe it was his eyes, large and full of life. I envied that, mine just lifeless. Or maybe it was the kindness he showed when we first met, making me search for it.