This is my second FanFic I've posted on here. The first one didn't do so well, hopefully this one will!
Chapter 1
My name is Kellie and I am 5 years old. I’m from Wyckoff, New Jersey. My best friend is the bestest friend anyone in the world could have. He has 2 brothers, one is older and the other is youngest.
I was in my playroom dressing my Barbie dolls waiting for my bestest friend!
“Hey! Give it ba- Jooeee...you better give my dollie back before I tell my mommy!!”
“Ok, ok. I’m sorry, here.”
Joe, my best friend. We knew each other since the minute we were born. Our mom’s had to share a hospital room when we were in their bellies. Joe and I have the same birthday and we were born around the same time. We live right next to each other and have play-dates almost every single day!
“Thank you. Wanna play?”
I asked Joe.
“Umm…do you want to maybe, go outside?”
He didn’t really want to play Barbie’s so he suggested this.
“Ok!”
I just got a trampoline and Joe was practically in love with it.
After spending the whole day on my trampoline just talking about random things, looking at the clouds, and jumping of course we went inside. Joe’s mom and baby Nicholas, who was 2, were waiting in my kitchen to take Joe home.
“Mooom. Do I have to go?”
He didn’t want to leave after having a great day with ME!
“Yes honey. You can see Kellie again tomorrow.”
“Fine…”
He said bye and walked back to his house.
The next I went over Joe’s house. The second I walked in, Cocoa, Joe’s dog, came running up to me.
“Hi Cocoa!”
I said as I began to pet the dog.
“Guess who!?”
Some said as they put their hands over my eyes.
“JOE!”
I yelled.
“How did you get that so fast?”
“I guessed.”
We went up to Joe’s room and sat on his bed.
“I can’t believe we are actually going to school in like 2 days.”
“I know it’s weird. Wanna sit with me on the bus?”
I asked.
“Yeah sure.”
We sat there talking for a while.
I got bored talking about how Joe and Kevin always wrestle so I got up and walked around his room.
“What’cha doing?”
Joe asked me.
“I don’t know. Walking.”
He got up and ran over to me just as I was about to touch one of his soccer trophies. Joe tackled me to the ground.
“AHH! JOE, GET OFF ME!”
“No one touches my trophies!”
He joked.
“Sorry.”
I said innocently. He got up and helped me off the floor.
If I get enough readers maybe I'll post more! =D
