I am here in front of her house now. I usually pick her up every morning "Good morning Fabs!" I greeted to my best friend with a smile.
Camila Fabian Mercado. But i usually call her Fabs. She was my best friend since we we're ten. We are elementary students at 5th grade. We almost treated each other as siblings or family, we've been together for a very long time already."Your hair is such a mess Sebs!" She complained and she was handing me over a comb "here, comb your hair." She is always like that. Complaining about sim0le things. She didn't even greeted me good morning, well I’m used to it.
She calls me Sebs. Its a nickname of Sebastian, But my real name is Aaron Sebastian Andrada. My classmates usually calls me Aaron.
After classes, we stop by in the ice cream parlor near to our school. We do this as a routine, we buy ice cream and get a table. We do our studying and assignments here. We help each other learn the lessons, if we both didn't understand the lesson, we can use google, this ice cream parlor is no joke! They have free Wi-Fi.
I was eating my ice cream, but she suddenly scooped a spoon full of my ice cream using her ice cream spoon. "Hey!! This is mine, you have yours!" I complained.
"I just want to taste yours so stop whining. You look like a girl and it doesn't suit you Sebs eww." she said sweetly with a disgust look on her face.
"I am not whining." I said with a frown on my face. But she just laughed at me.
I did the same thing that she did. I scooped at spoon full of ice cream. "hey!! How dare you! That's a lot!" She pouted, I just laughed at her, she looks cute pouting like that.
Me and Fabs almost did everything in our life together, we grew together, learned things together, we give happiness to each other, we discovered things together, we even have the same dream! We dreamed to be succesful detectives. I am lucky to have her. She is someone dear to me. Me and Fabs lived a simple life. We have a happy and loving family. We did good at school. We have a lot of friends. We enjoyed our life happily....
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A Short Love Story
RomantizmOur story had a once upon a time... But we thought our story had its ending but we didn't expected.... it was just the beginning...