His name was Kristopher, but i often heard people call him Kris. He was popular from what I gathered. And quite handsome too. His short black hair paired amazingly with his almond eyes, almost every girl in class thought he was dreamy or a great catch. They liked him for his looks, but from what I can see he's different... Hes not annoying or stupid like the other boys, he actually answers the questions correctly instead of shrugging them off. I wanted to talk to him and become his friend. But everytime I turned around to talk to him My mind just went completly blank. --------------- Finally it was lunch time. I made my way over to a far table alongside the tennis courts with Andi skipping happily beside me. "so what do you have for lunch today Jerry?" She smiled widly at my over packed lunch box. I frowned at her then began to laugh. "just wait and see" We sat down comfortably, placing our lunch boxes on the table top. I undid the latch of my lunchbox and slowly peered in. "chicken salad sandwhiches,a musli bar,crackers,cheese,yoghurt and fruit" I listed dully to Andi. I watched her face light up in delight. She snatched up her lunchbox and ripped off the lid. "i have ham sammies, chips, cookies and an orange" She blurrted out while picking out her sandwhiches. I watched her with admiration, she always looked so happy and lovely. I love Andi well and truley, she is my best friend, it feels funny saying that.....ive never had a best friend before.
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Omg, why did I take so long to read the update?! Also, my name is spelled Kristofer. Not with a "ph"... But that's fine
I ran home franticly to tell Adrean about my day at school, there was so much to tell him. We lived five blocks from the school and it took almost twenty minutes to walk home. But running halved that time. I could feel my heart beating furiously beneath my chest heaving back and forth as my lungs drew desperatly for air. I had finally arrived home. I jogged up the steps and flung the door open yelling out to Adrean at the top of my lungs. I flung my bag on the floor by the door and made my way to the kitchen. Dispite my hollering Adrean didnt seem to be home. Feeling a little disheartened I sighed and continued on to the kitchen. The other girls werent home yet because they travelled by bus which ment that as far as I knew i was home alone. I grasped my stomach to murmer the grumbles. Quickly turning to the pantry for salvage, only to become puzzled by the many strange packets of foriegn food. I squinted and cocked my head sideways to try depict the words but had no luck. I began rummiging through the food hoping to find somithing familiar when I was startled by a hand placed softly on my sholder . I jumped a little and dropped some of the packets on the floor, I turned around sheepishly to see Isabella standing behind me with a warm smile on her face. She bent down and began picking up the scattered items around the floor, I followed suit. "how was School ms Jerry?" She began light conversation. "it was okay" I grimmiced at the thought of telling her specific details. "just okay?" She asked changing her voice and raising an eyebrow. I looked at her for amoment then let out a giggle and to my suprise she joined me. "you know this food is from my country" She mentioned once we stopped laughing. I looked at her intriged. "where are you from Miss Isabella" She smiled whole heartidly. "noone has ever called me miss before" I looked at her in shock. We stood there in silence for a minute or two before she finally answered. " I am from Sri Lanka " I smiled. "So that explains the accent" I teased. "all these foods are traditional where I come from, my mother used to cook huge masses of different foods for my brothers and sisters and I so we never went hungry" I drooled at the thought of never being hungry. My stomach must have rumbled loud enough for Isabella to hear because she glared at me. "would you like me to fix you up something?" She offered kindly. "yes please" I nodded shyly "I'll make you this, it was my favourite when I was your age" She glowed Untill now i had never really noticed Isabella but now im starting to see her true personality. She interested me and I was curious to know more.