Lennon

Lennon

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It started with ridicule, because Dillon was a ridiculous name for a girl and Pete Lennon was an unfortunate play on words, but blossomed into an unlikely friendship based on hatred of The Beatles and group therapy. "Can I tell you something?" "Of course, Pete." "I... Jesus, I don't know how to word this without sounding like a complete idiot. Okay, I... I feel like this was our plan. Our destiny. To meet, ya' know. Because, if there's anyone in the world who knows what this shitty feeling feels like, it's you. I'm glad you don't coddle me or act like my childhood was some horror movie. I'm glad you're the one who gets me." After a moment, I said, "You're right." His blue eyes looked like neon, irises reflecting the glow of Main Street. His brows furrowed, and he asked, "About what?" "You do sound like an idiot."
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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