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My name is
By Integra Wingates Hellsing
She walks around the empty halls, her footsteps echo, she
reaches a door and pulls it open the students who were working quietly look up, she blushes noticing
everyone is looking at her. The teacher smiles and walks over to her, taking her time card she hands
it to the woman. ``Hm . . . a new student, it's been awhile since we had one, I'm Mrs. Fletcher,
it's a pleasure to meet you Ms. . Ok well we must give you a seat, well there is one by Mr.
Bennington, you can have that one.'' The girl smiles and kindly takes her time card from Mrs.
Fletcher, she walks over to her seat and looks at the guy sitting next to her. He smiles at her and
she smiles back. ``My name is And yours?'' he kindly smiles at her. ``I'm Chester.'' she
sticks her hand out and he shakes it. ``Well Chester it's nice to meet you, you're my first friend
and I hope it stays that way.'' he smiles and so does she, looking at his smile she notices there is
sadness behind it. ``Well Chester, I notice your smile has some sadness hidden behind it.'' he
stares at her and she softly smiles at him with sadness in her eyes. ``I'll change that.'' Mrs.
Fletcher hands her the work, she looks at Chester smiles and begins her work.
It's lunch time and you're sitting by yourself, you notice a shadow loom over you. Looking up you
spot Chester. ``Can I sit here?'' you motion for him to sit. ``So we have so far had every class
together. Weird huh?'' he questions. ``Don't jinx it Mr. Bennington.'' he sighs in frustration.
``You've been calling me Mr. Bennington all day you can call me Chester you know.'' you chuckle and
look straight at him. ``I'll give you a nickname instead Mr. Bennington.'' he sighs and looks at you
straight in the eye. ``Ok give me a nickname.'' You stick your tongue out and give him a hard look.
``Ok . . . Lemonade.'' his eye twitches and he glares at you. ``Lemonade?'' he questions. ``Yup, I
always give my friends food names, and since Lemonade is my favorite drink I always give it to my
best friend.'' he sighs in frustration. `I liked it better when she called me Mr. Bennington.'
``Fine but I get to give you a stupid nickname as well.'' ``Ok!'' he glares at you. ``Ok from now on
you're Spatula'' you huff and fold your arms. ``Ok, from now on we're Lemonade and Spatula.'' he
sticks his tongue out in triumph. The rest of the day went by uneventfully, you and Chester had
almost all your classes together except P.E. same period, different teachers. When you came out of
the locker room you notice he was waiting for you. ``Ya didn't have to wait.'' he smiled and locked
arms with you. ``I wanted to walk you home.'' you give him a kiss on the cheek. ``You are sweet.''
he walks you home, there is an awkward silence, so you decide to break it. ``Ya know we just met but
I feel like I can tell you anything.'' he looks down at you confused. ``Yeah you must think I'm
weird but that's how I feel, I feel like I can trust you, like I can tell you anything and you would
understand.'' he stops suddenly and you bump into him, you look up at him. ``I feel the same, I feel
that I can tell you anything and that you would understand what I have been through, what I am going
through.'' you place a hand on his cheek. ``Well if we both feel we can understand each other then I
guess we'll become best friends huh?'' he winks and you remove your hand from his cheek. You chuckle
and then notice you're right in front of your house. ``Oh well what do ya know this is my home.''
Chester looks at the house. ``I was wondering when someone would move in there.'' you look up at him
confused. ``I live right across the street.'' he points towards his house. ``Well then I guess we'll
never be far apart when we need someone to talk to.'' you smile and he smiles back. ``Your smile is
so sad.'' he looks at you confused. ``What are you talking about, a smile is suppose to be happy.''
you look deeply into his eyes. ``Yeah I know, but many people may not notice but your smile has a
hidden sadness behind it.'' he looks down at you, you place a hand on his cheek and stroke it. ``Ya
know someday I'll make sure your smile is no longer sad.'' His heart jumped.
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