•Star gazing• jtb

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"Listen here! I know you stole my juice box!" The curly haired girl accused me. I looked down at my hands to see the juice box on my hand. So technically, she wasn't lying.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." I softly said, handing her the juice box back. It hadn't been drank out of yet, at least not by me. She looked shocked that I apologized so fast.

"I'm Angel. I'm sorry for taking your juice box, I think I lost mine. I like your shirt!" I got happy towards the end, she was wearing a pony shirt. "Thanks! I can go ask for a juice box for you, they sometimes have extras!" She completely moves on from being mad at me. "I'd like that." I smiled, sitting down next to her at her small little table.

"I'll be right back, don't steal it again." She teases, before running over to our teacher. I looked down at the coloring book she was coloring in. It was just a Barbie coloring book, but I thought it was cute.

The curly haired girl returned, a juice box in her small hand. She sets it in front of me before sitting down. "I'm Isabella." She introduces herself since I did it a few moments earlier. "Thanks, I have a feeling we're going to be friends." I laughed, opening my juice box container.

"Yeah, me too!" She laughs, grabbing a purple crayon. "You wanna color? I have more pages!" She happily smiles. "Yes, please." I smiled, taking a sip of my apple juice. She nods, sets the crayon down, and flips through the book.

"I think you'll like this one." She smiles, tearing the page out carefully. "Thanks." I beamed as she handed it to me. Grabbing my favorite colors from the large bin in front of us, I began coloring.

"What's your favorite color? Mines blue." Isabella tells me as she colors Barbie's hair. "I like purple. The lighter shade." I told her. "So lilac?" She says. "Yes, that." I agreed among the screams of our classmates.

"We should have our moms meet each other so we can play after school without everyone screaming." Isabella points out. "That's a great idea!" I smiled, coloring Barbie's dress blue.

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"Wait, you're telling me you like Henry?" I asked Isabella later that day as we walked to the car rider line. "Uh huh!" She nods her head. "We're in kindergarten, Bella." I laughed as we pushed the door open and walked outside.

"So? That's not stopping me!" She laughs, looking up for her parents. My eyes looked up to meet my mom, who was holding my baby sister with my brother by her side. "Hey, my moms here, I'll see you tomorrow." I told Isabella as my brother started to jog over. He grabbed my lunch bag from my hand.

"Alright, I'll see you later." She smiles, waving and making her way over to her parents. "Who was that?" Noah asks. "That's Isabella. We became friends during play time today." I smiled.

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"Bella!" I exclaimed as I saw her curls by the carpet area. Everyone was running around playing, meanwhile Isabella was sitting on the carpet.

She looks up from her snack. "Angel!" She exclaims, waving her hand. Setting my bag down, I sat down next to her. "So! I brought some coloring books for us and some snacks for later." I told her. She nods happily as Mrs Vivian walks to the front of the classroom.

"Alright everyone, time to settle down!" She calls out, smiling at the two of us on the carpet. Henry runs over and sits a few feet away from us on the carpet.

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After learning numbers for a bit, Mrs Vivian let us have some free time in reward for being 'orderly.'

"You don't like anyone in this class?" Bella asks me as we colored in my Disney coloring book. "Nope. My heart belongs to Flynn Rider." I replied, coloring his hair brown.

"He's a fictional character, Angel." Isabella laughs. "So? I like him because he's actually mature, unlike these people in this class." I motioned to some of the guys in the class, who were throwing legos. "Yeah, I guess you're right about that one." She laughs before turning back to her coloring.