Prologue
The little girl sobbed in the playground alone. Her knee was scratched and she was hiding. She doesn't have a friend in the world. No one would her help her, no one liked her but it wasn't her fault.
"What's wrong?" a voiced asked. The girl lifted her head up in surprised, wiping the tears away before the person could them.
"G-go away!" she cried. The voice belonged to the boy, he wasn't intimidated by her, and he bent down to face her.
"I'm not going anywhere! Now tell me what's wrong!" he said leaning close to her to get her to tell.
A little taken aback, she gave him a confused look. "I was pushed. Those older kids were mean to me," she confessed. "They pick on me because I don't have any friends."
The boy looked thoughtful, and then he smiled widely. "Then want me to be your friend? That way no one would hurt you if I'm with you!" The girl looked surprised, that came out of no where.
"Come on. Let's go play!" he said as he reached out his hand for hers. Looking at that hand, she sniffled, and then smiled.
"Ok."
So she took his hand and ran off with him.