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Courtney age nine
We hadn’t long moved from the city to this small town, why? Well my parents wanted to move from the hustle and bustle of city life where everything moved that fast you didn’t have time to blink. We had the perfect house, the perfect life, now it’s all gone, done the pan.
I’d been in school for four years now. I was leaving the new friends I’d made behind. I was only in year five, but I had many friends we’d all met in nursery and went into reception the following year and we’d remained friends throughout, we were all inseparable. I once had an older brother Tucker; he was almost eleven, but he was in year six as his birthday was at the end of the year and had missed the initial last date of entry requirement. He was around two inches taller than me and had many friends, he always took care of me. He had promised me that nothing would ever happen to me and he’d always be there for me no matter what and I believed him until the day we moved and he met Ashton Barraman; they were like two peas in a pod; inseparable like we had once been.
We were sitting outside playing. I hadn’t even noticed the boy that was over shadowing us until he spoke. ‘Hi my name is Ashton Barraman, but most kids call me Asher. I live down the street and I was wondering if you’d like to come and play.”
Tucker looked at me and I smiled. “I’m Tucker and this is my sister Courtney.”
The kid had a nerve to smirk at me.
“I’d like to come and play but only if my sister can too.”
It was my turn to smirk.
‘Sorry no girls aloud rule number one. My other friends are there and I’d like to introduce them to you. I'm sure they’ll like you.’
My brother looked at me sympathetically. “Go in Sis mom will kill me if I leave you out here.”
I opened my mouth in shock to answer. Then the kid had the nerve to smirk at me again. I huffed getting up, mumbling as I left.’ I hope you enjoy playing.’
“Oh we will.”
“Jerk.” I mumbled
I knew from that day I hated Ashton “Asher” Barraman.
I stormed inside, not caring that my brother had ditched me for a kid he didn’t even know hell could he even be trusted.
“Where’s your brother, Courtney?” My mom asked, as Iwalked into the kitchen. The smell of the fresh roast smelt so good.
“He went to a kids house down the road, Ash or something.”
“He what?!”
Oh no.
“How can he be so insensitive ? You’re his sister for good sake.”
“No girls aloud apparently.”
“I’ll be having words with this ash boy and your brother. He knows better than to leave you alone, this kid may be the same age but he is still a stranger he has been taught never to go with strangers.”
I smirked Tucker and this Ashton boy were in so much doo doo when mom cracked down on them.
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