I see what you see {h.s}

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Flashback

6 years old

Riley

"Mommy I don't want to!" I yell angry that she's making me go to school. I didn't like being the new kid. I was scared.

"I know baby, but you have to." She says sadly. I pout and cross my arms.

"You always were very stubborn, just like your father." She smiles and takes my tiny hand in hers. I sigh sadly and agree to let her walk me in.

"You'll have fun I promise." She says giving me a quick kiss. I nod and make my way in to the class room.

Harry

"Harry you won't be going to school today because Mummy won't be able to pick you up okay?" My mum asks. I nod and shrug. I never liked school anyway.

"Great." She smiles.

"Gemma will take are of you today, don't give her a hard time." She says before giving my small head a kiss. I nod again and go back to watching tv. Today is going to be very boring.

Riley

"Alright kids." Our teacher says clapping.

"Time for recess." She smiles and lets us out. I frown but follow the kids anyway. I don't like not having any friends. I sigh and take a seat on one of the swings. My legs aren't long enough to swing though.

"Here let me help!" A boy yells running up to me. Instead of actually pushing the swing though he pushes me to the ground.

"Ow!" I yell feeling the tears coming.

"That was my swing!" He yells and laughs jumping on. I frown and stand up. Daddy always said to stand up for yourself.

"Yeah well I was on it first." I say crossing my arms.

Harry

I'm not looking at a tv anymore. Suddenly i'm looking at a swing set. I frown and stand up. Where am I?

"Really what are you going to do about it?" A boy with blonde hair asks. Before I have a chance to speak up someone else is doing it for me. Its a girl.

"I'm going to stand up for myself." She huffs. I feel myself smile at how brave she is.

"And how are you going to do that? You're a girl." The little boy laughs. I suddenly feel myself getting angry.

"Punch him." I say lifting my fist into the air.

"Wha- what?" She asks. I shrug.

"Punch him." I say again. She nods and walks toward him throwing a small punch. The kid cries in pain and falls to the floor. I smirk and I can feel her do the same. She jumps on the swing and I help her seeing as my legs are longer.

"Thank you." She giggles. I smile and shrug.

"Who are you?" She asks suddenly.

"I'm Harry." I say helping her go higher and higher on the swing.

"And you?" I ask now curious as well.

"I'm Riley." She says happily.

"Wanna be friends?" I ask. I don't have many friends because we're always moving.

"Yeah!" She giggles. I smile and nod. I finally have a friend.

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Okay so I know six year olds don't have a vocabulary like these do but I can't write like one either so just bear with me.