Author's note: Welcome to the second grade! Enjoy!

Shiloh

DISCLAIMED: So there you go.

"Maureen, give it back!" Mark said as he chased Maureen around in circles. Roger was immensely enjoying Mark chase Maureen around, groping for his scarf.

"Just let him have it Maureen!" Roger called to her. "He'll never get it!"

"Oh yes I will! Said Mark as he jumped for the scarf.

Roger laughed as he focused his attention to the jungle gym. He stopped. Sliding down on a pole in the jungle gym was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Her skin was darkish, and her hair long. As she hit the ground, she smiled at some one behind her. A boy. The boy had dark skin also, and was rather skinny. His hair was rather short and so was he. Dang, Roger thought. They must like each other. He turned back to Maureen and Mark, who where still fighting over the scarf.

"Try to catch it, shark boy!" Maureen cackled as Mark jumped up to try to grab it. "You'll never see this scarf again. I am going to feed it to my uncle's shark."

"Your uncle is in prison. So is the shark. Now give me my scarf, Maureen!"

Roger laughed. How they ever became friends was beyond him. He focused his attention back on the little Mexican girl. The boy was gone. Roger wondered if he should go talk to the little girl.

What if she doesn't like me?

She will. Go talk to her.

What if that boy and her like each other?

No…the boy abandoned her. Why would they like each other?

They might have been just hanging out. Like Maureen and Mark hang out.

That's different though. Maureen and Mark have more of a love hate relation ship.

Why did girls have to be so confusing?

"Roger!" Maureen said as she sat down next to him. "My mom is letting me have a birthday party at my house. I was wondering if you wanted to come."

"Um…I don't really-!"

"Come on! Mark is going, and a couple of other guys are going. Come on!"

"I don't know. I'll ask my mom."
Roger, you know how that would turn out. Just tell her no.

"Actually, Maureen, I just remembered that my mom and I are going to the movies Saturday to see Ghostbusters…so sorry…"

"Oh, all right. Mark, you're still coming, right?" Maureen asked.

"Yeah. Oh, what if at the party we go see Ghostbusters together? Then maybe Roger could go."

"That's a great idea! Would you be able to come that way?"

"No, cus My mom and I are going to, Um… Buffalo to see it."Roger excused.

"Whya doin that?" Maureen asked. "Please? Please come?"

"No. That's final."

And with that, the bell rang.

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TBC

Sorry bout the shortness! Lot's of love!

Shiloh