JEMIMAH POV
I walked through the bustling school hallway, clutching the small package in my hand, and silently praying that things were going to turn out well today.
People pushed past me, as I headed in the opposite direction from my form class, and directly towards the end of the hall where form 11B3 was. When I got there, a group of large boys were gathered in the entrance, and I mentally groaned when I approached them.
Those basketball players always stood in a place where people were trying to get through. I tried to peek passed them to see inside the class, but obviously that wasn't going to work out...so I had to interact.
I sighed. "Excuse me." I muttered, but they ignored me. I narrowed my eyes at them. "Um, HELLOO."
One of them glanced down at me from his great height, his biceps bulging as he crossed his arms. "Oh. Hey, Africa," he leaned forward to examine me, "I heard you went to Jay's party uninvited. It seems to be a trend for you, huh?"
I scrunched my nose at him. Who did this guy think he was? People clearly didn't have a life if they were still fussing over some dumb party that happened ages ago."Hello, Britain. I couldn't give a rat's ass about Jay, I'm here to see my friend. So can you please move?"
The boy narrowed his eyes at me. "You're too rigid. It was a joke."
"She needs to get laid, that's the issue here." One of his friends said to him. "That way she might have had enough exercise to loosen up a bit." He looked at me, a smirk tugging his lip.
"I think you're disgusting." I rolled my eyes. This is why I don't. Do. People.
"Is there a problem here?" I heard the familiar voice, and snapped my head up to look at Aki towering over the others, an annoyed look on his face. "Is there a reason you're harassing her?"
The boys all looked at him, and said nothing. They mumbled among themselves before leaving the entrance and walking into the classroom. I couldn't help but laugh, as Aki turned to me.
He smiled. "Hey."
I grinned back at him. He hadn't looked at me that way in a long time. "Hey." I glanced past him in the direction the boys had gone. "You know I could've handled them myself. I didn't need you to save me."
"Yeah I'm very aware of that."
I shook my head, still smiling. "You've become the new big guy, huh?"
He shrugged. "I wouldn't really call it that."
I looked down at the small package in my hand and gave it to him.
He stared at it for a moment. "What's this?"
"Some dango I made for you," I twirled a coiled curl of my hair around my finger, "I remember how much you used to like them, though it's been a while", I clapped my hands together, "I wanted to properly apologise to you. That stupid argument was my fault, no matter how you look at it. I responded to you in a stupid way, and you didn't deserve it."
Aki looked at me softly. "Jem..."
"No, don't say sorry back to me. I want you to know, Aki, that without you and Beatrice, I am totally lost, and sorry to sound clingy but turns out I'm more dependent on others than I thought. I said it before, and I'll say it again. I don't want to lose any of you. Can we please be best friends again?"
Aki's smile grew wide, and he pulled me towards him, wrapping his arms around me. "Forget it, Jems. I don't care what you say, I apologise too. I never stopped being your best friend, anyway."
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MSC (Rewritten)♡•~
Teen Fiction♡•SECOND PLACE WINNER OF THE SUNSHINE AWARDS 2021•♡ ♡•SECOND PLACE WINNER FOR YOUNG ADULT IN THE PBA AWARDS 2022•♡ A haunting past...a dark society...broken people...The world is a cruel place. So we have to make the most of what we hold dear. After...
