Ill be your friend

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Mikes pov

Joseph just got done yelling at me about nothing. He yells at me when he's mad about something. It's never my brothers it's always me for some reason. Sometimes i wish i just float away and never come back.

"hi" somebody whispered in my ear. I turned around and it was a girl. She was brown skin and had two afro puffs. She had on a off the shoulder white dress and pearls around her neck , when she smiled i could see her braces.

"hi" i said back and turned back around. "why are you sitting in here by yourself"? she said climbing over the chairs and sitting next to me. "well i'm just waiting for the ceremony to start". "me too, what's your name"? "mike what about you"? " y/n". "that's pretty". "aren't you that boy that boy from that group called the J5"? "yeah , what about you"? "no but quincys my father, and i've been trying to escape him for awhile, all he wants me to do is say hello to all the ugly bald white men and be pretty". That made me laugh. "i can relate".

"why do you look so sad mike"? "i don't know , just my resting face i guess ". She grabbed my cheeks making me smile. "you should smile more often i like you smile , your lucky too i have to wear braces". "Thanks" i blushed a bit.

"do you have any friends mike"? No, because every time a make a friend they wined up being stuck up or greedy. "no". "well mike i'll be your friend". Really? She wants to be my friend?

"y/n"?! Quincy came in the auditorium and called for his daughter. "uh-oh gotta bounce, don't tell him you've seen me"! "but he alr-," then she was gone. She vanished out of thin air. Mike get a hold of yourself! Maybe it was just my imagination.

"hey mike have you seen y/n"?

"no, no i haven't".

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