37 || bubblegum ice cream

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seven | diana

'ew.'

'go away.'

'dude, you're the freaky one.'

'. . .'

'did you just stick your tongue out? fyi, it's a rainbow now.'

'it is? of course it is.'

'ew.'

'stop.'

'but you got bubblegum ice cream!'

'so does your sister.'

'don't tell me you got that because she likes bubble gum ice cream.'

'i got this because she likes bubble gum ice cream.'

'. . .'

'don't roll your eyes at me. now, tell me her name, please?'

'you don't remember her name?'

'no. but i remember some other stuff.'

'like?'

'she loves dora. and ramen. and archie comics. and fast cars. and tulips. and hershey's kisses. and lemons. and-'

'and you.'

'. . .'

'what? don't look so surprised.'

'whatever. her name?'

'no, but i can give her locker number.'

'what should i do with that?'

'what did she do with your locker number?'

'uh. . .i understand now!'

'here's a cookie.'

'i told you not to roll your eyes at me.'

'okay, seven. start planning. all the best.'

'you're leaving?'

'yeah. and seven?'

'yeah?'

'may the odds be ever in your favor.'

~~~

sorry to say that it's for today[that rhymed!]

oh, and thank you Limelight_stealer 

and long_before_gone

for nominating me in 'the fiction awards'!


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