❝Just us, hanging out?" I asked as Peter shrugged almost bashfully,
"Yeah, just two...neighbors hanging out," He seemed to test out the word, smiling lightly again, "But again, totally up to you," he insisted kindly, his eyes wide,
"No uh," I shook my head, "That sounds like fun, I mean, we're friends, right?" I tried, hoping I hadn't overstepped. I hadn't really had a friend in...what, 4 years, jeez had it really been that long?
A small smile grew across his face as Peter looked at me, "Yeah," He shook himself out of it, "We're friends,"
"Cool," I smiled, looking down at my lap, a small blush growing across my cheeks,
"Cool."
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From foster home to foster home, Faye Taylor wasn't exactly new to change, and had learned to expect that the one true constant in life, would always be loneliness.
Strangely however, Faye had seemed to befriend a spandex wearing friendly neighborhood, and the cute brunette boy across the hall...what were the chances?
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