11.So, friends?

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Well to those who ask why I don't talk much, I just really wanted to tell you , I'm not much of a talker I'm more of a reader. So here are the updates.
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Bart and I looked up to see Randy, Bart's friend.

I stepped back to greet Randy.

"Sup, Randy" I hugged him.

"Tessa, my girl" he replied.

"Yo Bart, how you doing bro? " he looked at Bart.

"Good, what are you doing here?" Bart asked

"I was going to see this new girl in town that Ian (one of Bart's friends) has been talking about all week long, her name is Lotte" Randy said.

"Well our friend is whipped" Bart replied.

"I just want to drop the flowers Ian said I should give her" Randy said.

His phone rang so he picked it up
"Dude, where are you?!", we heard Ian shout over the phone.

"Hold your horses, Playboy" Randy replied.

"Guys, got to go, since you guys are clearly busy" he said referring to the state he met us.

My cheeks turned red. Seriously, what is wrong with me this days? I do not blush.

" Get out Randy!!" Bart shouted.

"I will, I will" he said raising his hand up as he left.
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Days after

Well my mom called and said that she won't be coming home for another month and when she is coming she will bring Ever along.

"Do you wanna go for a stroll?"
Bart asked.

"Yeah sure" I said
We walked for a while before I twisted my ankle.

"Do you want me to carry you?" He asked.

"Maybe, but if you drop me, I will give the birds your manhood as dessert" I threatened.

"At least you get to see it first before you feed them to the birds" he calmly replied as if he knew what I will say.

"Bart" I dragged his name in a threatening voice.

"Just kidding, Tes" he said.

"Remind me why you call me Tes or tessy again, it is Tessa" I asked.

"I know, I just like the name Tes" he murmured.

"Where to my lady?" he asked

"To the house" I said in a princess like voice.
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A few weeks later

"I am feeling sleepy" I yawned.
"Me too" he said. We just came back from school and I quickly became friendly with Bart. Well being friendly is not that hard, I guess.

"Um Bart, I can't walk. Please can you take me to my room?" I begged.
A few weeks ago, a stupid boy decided it would be fun to throw shot put just while I was walking down the field and it landed on my leg. Although, I doubt he saw the end of it because I beat him until he saw black and blue. No one messes with me and gets away.

"No problem" he scooped me up in his hand and carried me to my room.

It was late in the night and I couldn't sleep but I don't know what prompted me to go to Bart's room, but I went anyways.

When I got to his room, he was in a towel.

"Oh, I'm really sorry" I said attempting to limp back to my room but he gently held me and carried me to his bed.

"I'm coming, stay here, let me go and change into something" he said.
He went into the bathroom and came back with only sweatpants, at least that is better than a towel.

I was wearing Bart's shirt because my pj's were in the washing machine. I snuggled into Bart and let sleep take over.
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Sorry for the late update, am really am sorry,its the last quarter and I have really been busy

No one apart from my friends are commenting, people I don't know please comment, is it that bad :(

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