Little Red Tricycle

Little Red Tricycle

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Sam moo moo POV I just gotten home from school and I raced upstairs discarding my backpack and shoes on the way, the second I got in I shut my door and raced to my bed. Dear Diary, Today was the best day of 10th grade..ever. There's this new kid Ceclia Comida and he's A HOT TAMALE. I then hide my diary back under my mattress and go downstairs and raid my fridge my mom isn't home yet so I make myself some frozen waffles, I then out hot fudge ,whipped cream ,syrup , cheerios, spaghetti, pop tarts, bacon, tomatoes (home grown), mustard and strawberries. I sit down to realize I forgot to unfreeze the waffles. Fuck.my.life. As if this dinner could not get any worse I trip and fall onto my table and my white illuminati shirt get stained with all the random shit I put on my waffle and then I hear my doorbell. It was Cecilia.
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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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