Friends Forever

I layed on the couch, my head in his lap, as tears ran down my face. I remember the day I met him just like it was yesterday.

I walked through the small classroom, and sat down at the small table. There was a boy there. He had blonde hair, and his face was kinda chubby....but it was kinda adorable. I brushed my hair back, to where it rested behind my ear.

"Whoa! Why's your hair like that!" He smiled, pointing towards the tips of my hair.

"I-I thought it was pretty." I pouted.

"It is! It's awesome!!!!" His voice had a slight lisp.

Suddenly he walked away. There goes my hopes of making friends. Slowly, I picked up the sharpie I had stolen from the teacher, and began coloring of the tips of my hair.

"Well?!" His voice sounded, and he poked me in the side.

"Well what?" I jumped.

"Are you coming or what?" He smiled.

"Coming where?" I asked, tilting my tiny little head to the side.

"The playground of course! We're friends now, silly girl!" He smiled, grabbing my hand, and pulling me to the playground with him

"Jimmy? Will we always be friends?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Friends forever baby girl." He smiled.