Laughter was everywhere.
Friends were together.
Many say that friendships are always perfect.
They say that there is always a story to everything.
Enemies turn to friends and friends turn to enemies.
We don't want it but it's life.
Sometimes we have to look back into the past to remember the good times.
Sometimes we just have to learn to let go of the sad memories.
"Hey!"
I look up, still distracted from the thoughts in my head.
There I see the people who helped me through the hard times. Those who really stuck with me until the end.
I saw the Bulletproof Boy Scouts.
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FanfictionAfter an incident in school, you suddenly bump into 7 strangers that would soon be your friends.
