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It's the first day of high school and we still have most of our classes together and I was glad.
His paranoia has gotten less serious ever since I made him stop drinking coffee so damn much. But he was still nervous last night because he didn't want to embarrass himself at school on the first day. He has actually become a more "normal" kid. He's not as jumpy and jittery as he was in the elementary. But he also became less dependent on me, and a little part inside of me misses that vulnerable twitchy blonde that used to belong to me and only me.
Now I can still remember that day when I pinned him on the ground and kissed him…
No, I can't be thinking of that again.
I bought him a can of coke after school and we just kinda chilled at the back of the school where gangsters draw graffiti on the wall and couples carve their names in a heart on a tree.
He asked me "Do you think we are going to be friends forever?" I looked at him and we just kinda stare at each other for a while and I finally said, "yeah".
And I really hope that we can be friends forever, I can't have him, but I want to know he's happy, always.
I am just really testing out here, should I stop or continue? I still have a couple of chapters hand written and I just need to type it. I plan on writing this till they are like in their late 20s.