Fish are Friends

Fish are Friends

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On Friday, Lexie, Laurel, and Kay wore the shirts. The shirts that they came up with the idea for at their junior high church retreat. The shirts that they had made in June. The very blue t-shirts that had hung in their closets all this time, vowed never to be worn until this day. The shirts they believed would get them friends that were older, friends that could help them survive high school. Maybe even seniors would notice, smile, say "hi, I like the shirt idea, welcome to high school!" Not that they didn't have friends. But their expectation? They would be involved. Students and teachers alike would see that they were "people" people. For college. The reality of the matter? Things didn't go as planned. "Get it?" Lexie asked, smiling at the play on words. "Fish are friends. Not food. Freshman, fish, haha? Becca gave no response except a skeptical look. "Anything?" Lexie asked. "Nope," said Becca. Hi, my name is Lexie. I'm starting high school, and I'm going to die.
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