Ali and the Skipping Stones

Meeting Skippy

Ali POV
I don't remember much. Or at least not accurately.
I was running home. My imaginary friend had been mean to me again and beaten me up at school. I crossed the river and tripped. I heard a small voice above me. "Are you okay..?" I looked up and gasped.
        "Y-yeah.. who are you?"
        "I don't quite know.. I'm your good imaginary friend! I'll protect you from your evil imaginary friend. You get to name me!" He said, a small blush forming on his cheeks. I was oblivious at the time, me being barely 11, to the fact he had a crush on me.
     "I'll call you skippy!! You look like my fwiend wyan hehe~! You can be my new fwend.. not best fwend you has to earn dat!" I said bouncing a lil bit. The oversized sweater I had on almost covered my shorts. My knee high socks brushed my scraped knees as I landed on my high tops, the flower crown on top of my head bounced on top. He smiled and his dimples showed. He was 12 so he was much taller than me. I tried to grab his hand, it went right through. I frowned and looked up at him. He looked down and I could see he was sad too.
I heard thorn running behind me. I looked at him.
"RUN!" I shouted. He stayed. "Skippy cmon pwease.." he put his hand up and with a blast Thorn was gone.
"I promise I'll protect you Ali.."
I fell in love.