Jill is 12 years old. She has blond hair and she lives 5 houses down from Stephen.
Stephen is 11. He has black hair and everyday he walks to school with Jill.
Jill and Stephen are good friends, very good friends.
In school they have their own friends but if any of them feels very upset then they call on each other. If they're only a little bit upset then they tell each other about it later.
This morning, just like every morning, Jill knocks on Stephen's house so that they could go to school together. Stephen knows it's her so he kisses his mother, takes his lunch from her, puts his sack on his back, and dashes to the door. He opens the door with a pleasant smile and closes it behind him straight away. She smiles back, but Stephen notices that her smile is slightly weaker than usual.
Jill walks off, Stephen adjusts the sack on his back and then catches up with her by the time she is at the little gate.
Stephen: "Hi"
Jill: ".... Hi.."
Stephen: "What's your lunch today?"
Jill: ".... I don't know"
Stephen: "Mine is Meatballs"
Jill: "... Meatballs?"
Stephen: "Yeah.... meatballs"
They walk on for a few yards without saying much and Jill starts noticing Stephen's pants. She slows behind him and looks at the back of his legs.
Jill: "Your jeans are wrinkly"
Stephen: "Heh heh, they've just been washed"
Jill: "Yeah, but at the back of them they're really wrinkly"
Stephen: "Where?"
Jill: "Look"
Stephen: "Oh yeah, heh heh..."
Jill: "Are you going to wear them?
Stephen: "Yeah?!"