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Chapter 3 (v.1) - Colorful Friendship

Submitted: October 20, 2011

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Submitted: October 20, 2011



~Chapter 3: Colorful Friendship ~

“This is bad. There must be a mistake.” Autumn said, grinding her teeth as they exited the gym. This could not be happening! “And why are you still holding my hand?”

“Oh come on, this is possibly the best thing that’ll happen all year! And aren’t friends allowed to hold hands?” He yelled, the echoes bouncing throughout the court yard. “Woo!”

“Shhh! Can you keep it down? What’s so good about spending the whole year taking every class with me anyway? In about a week you’ll become just like the rest of them and start bullying me to.” Autumn was shocked as her heart seemed to hurt a little on the last sentence. She squeezed her eyes shut and dug her nails into her free palm. “In a matter of days you’ll just end up hating me to!” She tore her hand away from his and ran away.

“Autumn – Autumn wait!” She ignored him as he shouted pushing herself faster until she reached the classroom.

Isaac curled his hand into a fist, trying to desperately save the feel of her hand against his. He wouldn’t lose someone important to him, no, not again. “I’ll be dead before I let some fool harm her.” Isaac growled as he ran to class.


“Isaac? Isaac Salintino? Is Isaac –“

“I’m here!” Hollered Isaac as he barely came in, cutting the teacher off mid-sentence. Autumn glanced up to meet his eyes; he was sweaty from running and had a deep, serious expression. His electric blue eyes burned into hers, making her turn away.

“Well how nice of you to join us, Mr. Salintino, please take a seat.” He slowly walked to one of the empty seats in the back, staring at her the whole time.

Did he hate me? He couldn’t hate me already it was barely the first day! They usually began to hate me once the class bullied them for being friends with a geek like me for at least a week. Autumn thought frightened.

Autumn’s stomach began to hurt. She sadly placed her head on her desk and waited for the class to end.

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