"Daddy," I cried. "It's Marinette, she's-she's h-hurt really bad an-and I don't know what to do!"

"Shh, calm down sweetie," he soothed over the phone. "Would you like for me to take you to the hospital?"

"Y-Yes," I sniffed into the phone.

"I'll be there in a couple minutes, will you be okay?" he questioned kindly.

"Yes, thank you daddy," I told him.

I swung back and forth on the swing at the park, sniffling at the thought of my mother just leaving.

'Why would she just leave?' I thought to myself, a new barrage of tears ready to stream down my face.

"Why are you crying?" I heard a voice ask me. 

I looked up to see a girl with raven hair and blue eyes looking down on me. I quickly stood up and wiped my tears.

"I wasn't crying, that's ridiculous, utterly ridiculous," I told the girl crossing my arms.

The said girl just laughed. "Alright then. My names Marinette, what's yours? Do you want to be friends? I never have had any friends before and-"

"Chloe," I said stopping her non-stop blabbing.

"What?" she asked cocking her head.

"My name. It's Chloe," I told her slightly puffing my cheeks. "And I'd like to be your friend."

Marinette laughed again and I didn't know why.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked her slightly angry. Marinette just laughed a little more and then said,

"Now that we're friends, you can tell me what's wrong. Promise not to tell." Her smile was almost blinding. I had no choice but to smile with her.

But that smile soon turned into a frown. "My mom, she left me and my daddy behind and didn't even say goodbye," I told my first friend. Tears threatened to fall down my face again, but before they could fall, she bonked me on the head. "Hey! What was that for?" I asked holding my head.

"Don't be sad over someone who left you, it wasn't your fault, it was your moms," Marinette started. "If she didn't think it was worth it staying with you, then it's not worth crying over her. What's the point?" She then hugged me. "Since you lost a family member, I'll be like your twin sister."

She broke the hug and more tears filled my eyes. She was right. My mom isn't worth crying over. She's not worth it.

I smiled at Marinette. "Sure, I'll be like your twin sister too." I flipped my hair. "The fashionable one."

Marinette and I laughed, then she dragged me to her parents who were sitting on the bench by the park.

"Mommy, daddy, look!" she yelled dragging me the rest of the way. "I have a sister now!"

Her mom and dad laughed. "Is that so? I'm Sabine and this is Tom," her mom, now introduced as Sabine, told me.

"Hello, I'm Chloe," I told her.

"Alright Marinette, time to go home," Tom told my new sister and best friend.

"Awwww, can Chloe come?" Marinette wined, giving her mom and dad the puppy dog eyes.

"I can ask my butler," I told them. Sabine and Tom looked at me in slight shock, but Marinette looked at me in awe.

"You have a butler? COOL!" she yelled pumping her fists.

Her mom quickly recovered from her shock and agreed to letting me okay if my butler said it was okay. I immediately ran to him and asked.

"Can I please go to my friends house," I begged giving him the puppy dog eyes.

"Well, I'll have to go with you..." he started.

"That's fine," I chirped. I ran back to them, butler in hand. "Only if he can go too."

"Of course," Tom agreed.

We all began to make our way to Marinettes' house. When we finally made it, I gave it a look over. It was a bakery!

"That is so cool," I said to Marinette as we entered. "To live in a bakery!"

"Yeah! And Mommy and Daddy said when I turn 7 next year, I can help them bake," she squealed.

"You'll have to have me over to help," I said excitedly.

Marinette nodded her head too fast. She grabbed my arm. "Come on, my room is up here."

We ran up some stairs until we got to a door that was in the ceiling. We climbed through and I was greeted with a pink room. 

We talked for about an hour until I had to go home.

That was the start of our friendship.

{August 8, 2018}