Jacob had always been good looking. He had bleach blonde hair a wide smile. Beautiful eyes and a great sounding laugh.
We had been friends for years. In fact four, yes since our first year of middle school six grade. It all started when I first move to this little town in California.
I was lost and I finally found my locker. Number 22. Few I only had 4 minutes till the bell range. It was about time. I loved school unlike most kids. I hated being scocial, but I loved the learning part! At my other school I was always hated on for being the now it all show off that talked to much was every teachers favorite and was top of my class.
After the summer I thought hard. People would like me better if I didn't talk so that's what happened. I talked only when needed. I wanted to start off new so I went to this school.
I opened my locker. Wait? This locker already has things in it... Um?
"A little lost" whispered a soft warm voice behind me.
I jumped and under my breath cussed.
"My name is Jacob" he held out his hand waiting for me to take it.
I instead gave him a fist bump. Ugh why did I do that!? So scocially awkward. I was so embarrassed I flushed red.
"U-um my name's Emma, Emma Gates" I whispered in a sweet tone.
"You shy?" When he asked it sounded like a question but I'm pretty sure it was a statement.
I nodded anyways
"Do you have any friends?"
"N-no I just. M-moved here"
"I'll be your friend"
"Um o-okay... I guess"
"By the way that's my locker 😁"
"O-oh sorry" said as I moved to the next one. oh that one was mine... oops.
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