I woke up at eight all were asleep only me and Alex's mom were up . I went down the hall without disturbing Andrea. As I was walking to the stair I saw Alex sleeping without door close , he looked cute. I went down and his mom called me ' Amiara are you down? ' yes, I replied. 'Oh you are one who gets up early , a cup of coffee? '
Thanks ,I replied
'Did you sleep well?'
Yes, I did.
'Did Andrea disturb you?'
No she is so cute.
'Well you are so slim!' She exclaimed.
Oh thanks! Omg this is the third time I am getting complement. I thought. I think I must go home now,I said . 'Won't you have breakfast? '
No Selwyn must be worried,I explained.
'Ok then bye visit again '
Sure I'll, and rided on the cycle and went home .
'Are you okay?' Enquired a scared Selwyn.
I am okay just I fell off cycle and I got stuck in storm . 'It's ok come on go and get changed.'
Ya , I said and changed my clothes and I and Selwyn were enjoying popcorn with suicide squad. As our servent ,Jake said 'Amiara Alex has come to meet you '
Alex? Here?
I ran down without explaining anything to Selwyn who was searching for an explanation. I wore my flip flops and opened the gates , Alex you here?
'Ya you left your wallet .' He said panting .
Did you come running ? I asked
'Ya '
Come on inside , I asked him to come inside.
'No I am getting late for football practice'
Ok thanks, I said . As I turned to go he stopped me ' wait I wanted to give you something'
He took my hand and wrapped a friendship band around my wrist. 'Happy friendship day.' He said.
Same to you,I said .
He waved me and went away.
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THE NEWYORKER'LIFE
Teen FictionAmira is a adopted tomboy of Indian origin. A teen who is ignored by her rich family. Read it out just !
