Tori and I walked home after school and she insisted that I shared every bit of my day with her. So I did. I never would have expected her reaction.
"That Josh is such a...jerk! (Of course, that was not her choice of word) How dare he. Let me tell you, he will be getting a piece of my mind tomorrow, oh yes he will!" I rolled my eyes. I loved Tori like my sister, but she didn't need to be so protective of me.
"It's okay, really. I am not saying what he did was right but I can take care of myself." She stopped walking and looked at me, her sparkling eyes probing my face, but then smiled and looked away. We kept walking.
"I know you can. It's just that you're my friend, and I don't want to see you get hurt." Just then we heard footsteps behind us, and I immediately tensed up. Tori realized that and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Speaking of the devil," she murmured. I sighed when I understood what she meant and turned around, putting on a hard expression. Josh was jogging to catch up to us, his brown, shaggy hair floating all around his head. His cheeks were flushed pink. He smiled when he noticed I was looking at him. I just glared. When he stopped in front of us he had to bend over and catch his breath.
"Boy, am I out of shape for baseball season!" he laughed in between breaths. I noticed Tori's lip twitch, but she stayed stoic. Then he looked up at me, saw I wasn't pleased, and all humor disappeared from his face.
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