How To Get Friends
Sophia couldn't help feeling sorry for Delilah the first day she saw her in school. They were both eleven, but since Sophia had skipped three grades already, the girls didn't go to the same class.
Delilah had the most terrible, scary, big and disturbing hair Sophia had ever seen, even on TV. She could have sworn somewhere out there, a poor poodle had been shaved and went without its fur. Clearly, Delilah's parents had used it and dyed it in a sick colour between carrot and blonde before gluing it to the head of their poor daughter.
Underneath the bunch of hair, there was a very cute little girl, but whenever someone would speak to her, their eyes were drawn up to her hair.
Even Sophia had trouble on the first day, trying to look away from it. If anyone knew how it felt like to be stared at, it was her, with the huge head hidden under the long black hair, freakishly green eyes and a weird purple colour in her cheeks whenever she blushed. Therefore she at least put an effort into trying not to stare.
After two days, Sophia noticed a change in Delilah, knowing immediately what had happened. Delilah was being bullied; she could tell by the behaviour. The way the girl made sure not to look anyone in their eyes, how she avoided the groups of popular children and how she made herself small whilst walking in the halls. Sophia had done the same, before she had decided not to care anymore.
So on the third day, when she heard crying during recess, she wasn't surprised to see a ball of poodle hair on the floor and four boys mocking the girl under it.
"Carrot head!"
"Pooddle!"
"Someone help! Delilah stole my candy floss and glued it to her head!"
Sophia felt her purple blood bubble. She'd been in Delilah's place too many times just to just stand by.
"Hey! Leave her alone!"
One of the boys turned and grinned.
"Or what, Blue Blush?"
Pointing her watch at them, Sophia growled, "Or I'll use my watch."
"To do what? Tell us the time?"
When she got the watch, she'd also received a strict message from her dad: "Only use it on villains who try to kidnap you... and on Uncle Wayne."
Still, she fired it at the boys, letting strings of weird blue goo bind them so they fell to the floor. The goo slid over their mouths as well, hiding every attempt to call for help. Sophia knelt down in front of Delilah.
"They're mean, aren't they?"
Wiping away a few tears, the poodle haired girl met her eyes. "Yes, they are."
So when Sophia came home that evening with a note from her teacher, she couldn't feel sorry for what she'd done.
After all, she'd just made her first ever friend.
And THAT is how you make friends ^^
I was trying to find a quote from Nemi, about a friend being a person who dislikes the same people as you, but I couldn't find it. I wanted to have the translations right.
I'm thinking of making a real story out of this, about how Sophia and Lila met Johnatan when they were 15. Would you want me to do that?