The paparazzi flashed they're cameras and asked a whole bunch of questions. I thought this only happens in America. Celebrators appear and they flash and ask and flash some more. I thought it be cool to famous, but I'm having second thoughts about it.
Thomas didn't stop walking but I was frozen to the spot with fear and excitement. My long brown wavy hair was flowing in the wind and my oversized glasses kept slipping. I felt an arm link with mine and I look to my side to see Thomas looking straight back at me. For some strange reason I blush and look away.
What's up with me lately? I shake my head as I think, getting rid of the blush that hung on my cheeks.
I look back at my side to see Thomas looking at the cameras and smiling a bit.
Out of the corner of his mouth I heard "run" and we took off heading home.
It was so fun that I had to stop in front of his house just to laugh.
"Why...what...just...happened?" I say in-between breaths with a huge smile on my face.
Thomas' face was red but smiling too "I have...no...idea."
We burst out laughing. I realise something and I stop laughing.
It's Friday.
I look at Thomas straight in the eyes, but not in the way that you're threatening anyone, more like asking him, pleading him.
He sees my face and his smile grows even more "I think so, where are you going this time?"
I jump on the spot "America!"
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My Childhood Bestie-TBS - ON HOLD
FanfictionTBS has and will be my bestie until the end of time... Or so I thought. Come on a journey that will take you through TBS acting, friendships, and love life. This is a FF so don't expect anything from me.
