Treehouse • h.s

My mum kissed my cheek as we walked into my new school. Flux Academy. God this was scary. She waved me goodbye and I waved back. Please don't leave me here Mum. I walked up the path leading towards the doors when someone tapped my shoulder. "I'm Harry. I think you're new. You are new right?" He bounces, energy radiating off him. "Yeah, I'm new." I say. "Cool." He smiles. I look this boy who was taller than me and definitely didn't look my age, ten, but out of his little ramble he's doing now, I learned he is my age and is in my class. I noticed his black boots. "I like your boots" I say cutting him off from his ramble. "Thank you, I normally have brown ones on, but my Mummy says brown ones aren't aloud in school. But I love my brown ones so much my Mum got me a black pair for school." He smiles. "I think we are going to be good friends." He tells me. I nod. "I have a treehouse! You should come see it!"

~they've been best friends ever since, but now it seems more~