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"Hey Golden." This boy sat by me.
How does he know my name.
I didn't say anything I just looked at him.
"You not going to say anything." He asked me.
I didn't say nothing I just got up and got my lunchbox. I was ready to go see Paris.
"Can I go." I mumbled.
"Of course." The teacher smiled.
I started walking to the cafeteria and I bumped into 3 second grade boys.
"What where you going." One of them yelled. I don't like when people yell at me.
I didn't say anything I just kept walking. Another boy came up to me and pushed me to the floor.
He took my lunchbox and all of them ran.
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"Golden why you crying ?" Paris asked me as I walked in the cafeteria.
"They stole my lunchbox." I mumbled wiping my face.
"It's okay , you can have the rest of my food. Who stole your lunchbox." He passed me his lunchbox.
"I don't know. It was 3 boys." I shrugged eating some chips.
"What did they have one." He asked looking around.
"One had on a nike shirt and black shorts. The another one had on under armor. And the other one just had a black shirt on with jeans." I told him.
"It's gon be okay , I'm gonna get your lunchbox back." He hugged me.
1 hour later...
"Golden you're being signed out early." Ms. Johnson told me.
I got up and got my things and walked out the class going to the front office.
"Hey Tre!" I smiled jumping on him.
"Wsp." He hugged me.
"I missed you." I told him.
"I miss you too." He chuckled.
"Now tell me what happened Paris." We walked out.
"Some boys stole Golden lunchbox so I asked them for it back nicely. And they didn't give it back so I slapped the boy that had the lunchbox and took the lunchbox. That's when they told the teacher." He shrugged.
