Mistakes To Be Erased

Little Clumsy Mistakes

Prologue
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o here I am, at my little school, where nobody wants to be around me. It's not that I have bad grades, which I don't, it's that I'm just so darn clu- WHOOPS! Aaaand there I go, tripping over my own feet, onto my crush, my face feels kinda- oh.. I'm blushing. You know his face looks a little bit pinkish.. ugh. No. Stop.
"Uhh, sorry, are you okay?" I say to him as I'm shuffling to my feet.
I help him up, and pick up his books, handing them to him. He hasn't said anything yet, which is making me worry. "Y-yeah, b-but.. you're​ the one I'm worried about, you got a few cuts on your arms!" I do?
Huh.

Wow that's really starting to hurt a lot.. uhh
Well then. Quick make up an excuse...

"Really," I look at my arms, "huh, didn't even notice, hey don't worry about it I'm used to it. I'll be fine." I am surprised how well I'm taking this, able to shake it off like nothing. I feel something flat and heavy brush my arm, and I look at him, he's got my books. I take them and he gives a little bow.

"Well, miss, I apologize for bumping into you, though I do not believe it is much of a bad thing that we ran into each other. Quite the beautiful young lady." The way he just completely changed surprises me...

He holds out his hand, an offer to shake, "I'm Ayden, what might your name be?" He's trying so hard to keep his cool but he's blushing so much and it's adorable.

"I-I'm Grksrprz  n i  c-"

I'M... up? On... My tree. At...

Rockwell?

I'd run away to here a long time ago. I'm in seventh grade, female, human of course, and I have my sister with me... I untie the rope, keeping me from falling off the tree and getting hurt, and open up the staircase I built, so we would be safe from danger, it was pretty well hidden. I climb down it, and close it with a stick that I made a hole for in the tree, so it looked natural. I taught my sister how to open and close it, and that she should go down backwards, to prevent injuries. Smart, I know!

The dream I had...

That was from first grade.
I've barely even changed, I'm still tiny, and small.

How long has it been since we've met?

I start walking along, headed towards the Convenient, when all of a sudden, I get hit in the head with a basket ball, and fall on top of someone.

"Uhh, sorry, are you okay?"
A strong pain sliced sharply through the side of my head, I ignored this, and picked myself up, and helped the person up. Everything started to go dark, darker than the void.

"Trphrkra?"

"GRKSRPRZ!"

The last thing I heard was the calling of my name, and the last thing I saw was my sister running towards me.