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5, 16, 76 ❁ 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴

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"𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ?"
"𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟?"
"𝑖𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒"
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𝟱 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱

"jojo, guess what? my mommy said you can sleepover tonight!" i cheered, walking to the bus with my best friend on a friday.
"really? we're gonna have so much fun!" he replied.
we quickly hugged before going to our separate busses and heading home.
jonah has been my best friend since the day i was born. our moms were best friends in college and somehow managed to give birth to us on the exact same day. so, we've been together since the actual day that we were born.
we started kindergarten this year and it was going fairly well.
jonah has made a lot of new friends, but he always sticks with me.
i, on the other hand, have not made a ton of new friends. people aren't really nice to me, so i just stay by myself.
i made my way to the back of the bus and sat down.
jonah's bus gets home first, so he will probably already be at my house by the time i get home.
i sat in silence for a while before a few girls in my class came to the back.
"look guys, she's all by herself! what a loser!" one of them said as she pointed at me.
the rest of the group started laughing and i cowered away, turning towards the window to hide the tears in my eyes.
the rest of the bus ride was torture, all i wanted to do was see my best friend.
as soon as the doors of the bus opened, i ran off and straight to my house. as soon as i was inside my house, i ran straight to my room where jonah was waiting for me.
"what's wrong?" he asked as soon as he saw me.
"t-those girls in our class, t-hey were m-making f-fun of m-me for being a-alone," i cried out.
jonah hugged me and i cried onto his shoulder as i hugged him back.
"don't pay attention to them, they're stupid," jonah said, cashing me to giggle at the way he worded it.
"thanks, jojo," i sais as i wiped away my tears.
"you wanna cuddle?" he asked, something he always asks when i'm sad.
"yeah."
we cuddled together in my bed and enjoyed our night together.

𝟭𝟯 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱

jonah and i are in seventh grade now. the end of the school year dance is in three days and i don't have a date.
jonah asked some girl a few days ago and she said yes. i'm happy for him, but i'm sad that i don't have anyone to go with.
there's a beach close to where jonah and i live, so after school jonah and i grabbed our surfboards and walked to the beach.
we surfed for a while before settling down on a spot on the beach to watch the sun set.
"so, did you pick out a dress for the dance yet?" jonah asked.
tears welled in my eyes from the question because i hadn't even started looking for a dress.
i decided that i'm not going to go because i'm just going to get made fun of.
"hey, did you hear me?" he asked.
"yeah...i...i'm not going," i croaked out.
"what? why not?" he asked, turning to look at me.
"just don't want to," i responded.
"that's bullshit," he said.
"no it's not."
"i'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong, and don't try lying to me," he said.
i tried to hold it together, but i burst into tears.
"hey, hey, hey, what's the matter? why are you crying?" he asked as he scooted closer to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"i-i don't wanna go because i don't have a date and everyone's gonna make fun of m-me," i sobbed.
"oh, i'm sorry," he whispered.
i scooted closer to jonah and cried into his neck.
"Hey, tell you what? I'll cancel on my date, and we can go together as friends," jonah offered.
"that's really sweet, jonah, but you don't have to do that for me," i said.
"no, i want to. i'm sure i'll have more fun with you anyways," he said. 
"really?" i asked.
"yeah. i'm your best friend, i won't leave you hanging," he smiled.
i rested my head on jonah's shoulder as we enjoyed the rest of the sun set together.