The Hangout

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"Well,here it is "The hangout" it's well... where we hangout" Becca said showing me around
"Wow could they be more obvious with the name?" With humor and we both started cracking up. Once we calmed down she explained that everyone 13 and older could come here. Some high schoolers work here and that they are really nice.
"Cool. So what should we do?"I asked
"Well, I hate to leave you alone but I've got to go check on something."
"Your leaving me?"
"Just for maybe 10 minutes. Here that guy over there super nice." "Go meet him."
"Fine."
I was about to go say hi to the boy. When I saw tall boy with flawless skin and was buff as if he was on a sports team. Maybe in high school. He had longish brown hair and in all very handsome. To be fearless I went up to him.
"Um... hi. I'm Elizabeth I'm new here."
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Brandon. I work here."
"It's nice to meet you too. I just want to meet as many people as I can. It's nice to have friends."
" Yeah, so why did you move into this small town?"
"My dad got a job over here so...here I am."
" Cool what school are you going to?"
" Rosewood Jr. High."
"Wow. You look a lot older."
"Oh thanks what about you."
"I go to Rose high."
"Cool."
"Yeah. You into any sports?"
"Yeah I've wanted to learn how to skate."
"Cool I skate. Maybe I can teach you."
"That would be awesome."
"Yeah and..." he was then interrupted by Becca
"I'm sorry for being a buzzkill but we got to go." She said
"Oh okay. Ill see you later Brandon. "
"Okay I work at this time all week except on Tuesday."
" Cool I'll see you around." I turned around smiling knowing that I just made another friend. And not just any friend, Brandon seemed different. I went to bed that night happy and thinking about him.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 03, 2017 ⏰

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