The day I met him(The adventures of PB&J)

The day we became the PB and Js.

    I looked across the room I saw him standing there. Is head hung low and I feel like he dint know where to go. We met eyes. His eyes where so deep you could almost see the fear. We all new he wasn't in most homes for long but finally he got placed here. We where kind the same. I mean I had lived with my grandparents my whole life though. I couldn't imagine how much pain he must've been through. The troubles of skipping from home to home school to school. I still thought he was pretty cool. He seemed nice but shy. He seemed like he had a voice that should be heard not drowned. I guess only I could see his frown. I walked up to him told him my name. I told him I knew he was safe. These people he was living with was best friends with my parents I grew up with there son who was the same age as me and the new kid was a year older than us. I found out the kids name but he likes to go by as P. So P it was. We thought is was so cool because the kid I grew up with his first initial was J and mine was B. So as I could probably tell we became friends and called ourselves PB and Js. Lol. We couldn't wait to start the adventures of PB and Js.