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ใ€๐™ฝ๐š˜ ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ'๐šœ ๐™ฟ.๐™พ.๐š…ใ€‘

Short, small sniffles filled the forest air. Tears rolled down a certain S/c skinned girl's face. She sniffled and cried silently, while hiding from the older kids who bullied her. "It's okay..I'm okay." she whispered to herself, trying to convince herself that it's alright. Rubbing her hand on her arm in a comforting manner, she decides to move somewhere else, knowing that she'll be safe. With that, she waits a minute. Then quickly but softly gets up and starts moving. As she walks, she hears quick footsteps behind her. 'Shoot!' she thinks as she speeds up. Suddenly, two hands collide to her back, pushing her as she falls to her knees. "Ow.." she whimpers.

"Oh boo-hoo, did the little monster get hurt?" The boy who pushed her mocked, sarcasm lacing in his words. "Arthur please.. please leave me alone.." whispered the h/c haired girl as she got up. "Hey, who said you could get back up?" one of the six people with the boy, the only girl with him, asked. Arthur, the boy who pushed her, grabbed the S/c skinned girl's wrist and dragged her to a fallen tree trunk, soon pushing her to the floor again. The little girl's back hit the tree stump, making her lean on it as she sat on fell butt. "Arthur.. please stop." She pleaded, but the boy wouldn't listen. He bent down onto one knee beside her and slapped her across the face.

The slap echoed through the atmosphere. The H/c haired girl whimpered, her E/c eyes glistened, tears once more, threatening to spill from them as her newly made wound throbbed in pain. The boy grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it up, forcing her to lift her head and show her eyes, filled with pain and fear. The boy then continued, shaking her head side to side, making her tears spill. The small girl closed her eyes, tears falling even more as she waits for the boy to stop. And when he finally does, she opens her eyes to meet a dark skinned girl holding Arthur's hand, behind her was a smaller one but with much lighter skin.

"Why don't you mess with someone your own age? Wimp." the dark skinned girl said, her face was fierce.

ใ€๐šˆ/๐š—'๐šœ ๐™ฟ.๐™พ.๐š…ใ€‘

'Who's she..?' I thought as I looked at her, 'Is she here to hurt me too?' "A-Ariya.. what are you doing here?" Arthur asked, I could see that he was scared. "Stop messing with her, she's younger and weaker than you." The girl, Ariya, said. "But.. But everyone messes with her! She's the daughter of a monster so doesn't that ma-" "Get lost." Ariya cut him off. "But why?" Arthur asked in fear.

"Are you deaf? She said get lost, idiot." The smaller girl behind Ariya said, she was short, with medium-short black hair fading to pink, she had honey skin color and honey colored eyes, she wore a simple outfit including a long sleeve shirt and shorts. Ariya had Sienna skin color, with dark brown eyes, her hair was long, reaching her waist, it was a dark brown fading to an electric blue color, all strands were braided, her outfit was simple as well, including a simple t-shirt and shorts.

"I- Let's go guys.." Arthur said, letting go of my hair and getting up. The people who were with Arthur followed silently and I just sat there, waiting for the girl, Ariya to hit me. "There, you're free from those idiots, so go." She said, and I sat there with a very confused face. "Huh..?" I asked, "You're safe, if you want.. you can come with us." She said, turning around so her back faced me, I couldn't see what face expression she had so I couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not. "But..why?" "Are you coming with us or not?!" She suddenly snapped, making me flinch. "Aha.. what Ariya is trying to say is that she- no, We want to be your friend.. Will you accept?" The smaller girl said. "F-Friends?"

"Let me rephrase that.. Y/n, will you be our friend?"

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๐™ฐ/๐š—: ๐™ท๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐š˜!! ๐š‚๐š˜๐š›๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š, ๐™ธ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šข๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™ ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š’๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š๐šž๐šข๐šœ ๐š–๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐šž๐š‹๐š•๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐™ธ ๐š”๐šŽ๐š™๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐š‹๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š”๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š, ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›๐š›๐šข ๐š’๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐š’๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š.. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜๐š–๐š’๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š ๐šŽ'๐š•๐š• ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐™ป๐šž๐š๐š๐šข ๐šœ๐š๐šž๐š๐š! ๐™ธ ๐š“๐šž๐šœ๐š ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐š•๐šž๐š๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐™ธ ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐š’๐š—๐šŒ๐š•๐šž๐š๐šŽ๐š. ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šข๐š ๐šŠ๐šข๐šœ, ๐™ธ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šŽ๐š—๐š“๐š˜๐šข๐šŽ๐š. ๐™ธ๐š'๐šœ ๐šŒ๐šž๐š›๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข 11:54๐š™๐š– ๐šŒ๐šž๐šฃ ๐™ธ ๐š ๐šŠ๐šœ ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐šข ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐™ธ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐š•๐šข ๐š•๐š˜๐šœ๐š ๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š” ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™ธ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š ๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š•๐šข ๐šœ๐š˜ ๐™ธ'๐š–๐š–๐šŠ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š—๐š˜๐š ! ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐šŽ๐š—๐š“๐š˜๐šข๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š™๐š๐šŽ๐š›! ๐™ท๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŠ ๐š๐š˜๐š˜๐š ๐š๐šŠ๐šข/๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š’๐š—๐š/๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐š–๐š‹๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š˜ ๐š‘๐šข๐š๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐šข ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š๐š‘๐šข! ๐™ป๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šข๐š˜๐šžโ™ก

P.S~ If you guys don't know the color pallets stated up there, you should search it up!

Key: Ariya is South African American! The smaller girl with her (You'll find out her name soon) is Nepali/Nepalese! Y/n is *Your nationality*!

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