" 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘱
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘺𝘳𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘺𝘳𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘱 "
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𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕖
When I finally was at my best friends house I just opened the door. Me and Jonathan have been best friends since kindergarten. I once saw him eating grass alone and I thought I would join. We've been inseparable since.
He was watching a movie with his older sister Violet. She's nice too. Even tho she's just a year older than us she acts like a babysitter.
Jonathan's parents are like my parents. Since I haven't had a real parent for a long time they take care of me. They treat me as they're own daughter.
"Hey giggles" Jonathan said once he saw me.
He calls me giggles because when we we're little I had this weird giggle, everyone would make fun of it but Jonathan just decided to make it a nick name for me.
"Let's go up" he pointed to his room.
"Hi Violet!" I said before running upstairs. I could hear a quiet hi back.
Once we were in Jonathan's room I jumped on his king sized bed. His room was literally my happy place. Even tho he calls it our room, I feel guilty saying that.
"So anything interesting happened today?" he sighed while flopping next to me on the bed.
"Actually" I sat up. "Yes."
"Oh my god. Tell me everything." He smiled while sitting up too.
"So I met a girl today. And she's literally the most adorable person ever." I smiled.
"Wait but didn't you think the girl from the café was cute?" He looked confused.
"It's the same girl." I squealed.
"Wait so you actually talked to her? Oh my god I'm so proud! Ok now tell me all about her!" He giggled while getting comfortable.
"So her name is Melanie, she's 18. She moved from New York. She's gorgeous and has half grey half black hair. And I don't really know anything else." I signed.
"Did you at least get her number?" He questioned.
"Of course who do you think I am?" I laughed.
"Can I see a picture of her. If you have one?" He looked at me with dog eyes.
"I don't have a picture of her. I didn't ask for her instagram" I shrugged.
"Then look her up!" He shouted excitedly.
"Okay okay" I grabbed my phone and went to Instagram.
"What am I supposed to look up I don't even know her last name?" I shook my head.
"Just write her name in I'm sure something will come up." He answered.
