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Jemma squirmed as she ducked under the seats, wrinkling her nose at the litter across the ground. The spot they’d chosen was obviously popular, if the extensive collection of cigarette butts and empty beer bottles was any indication.
“Hi Daisy,” She mumbled awkwardly. They hadn’t managed to meet up much over the summer, and Jemma always got nervous if she hadn’t seen someone in a while. She always worried that they would have completely changed, or they wouldn’t want to be her friend anymore. Daisy was wonderful, and realistically Jemma knew that would never happen, but with the transition up to High School her fears had been even greater greater usual.
Daisy glanced up from her phone with a bright smile.
“Jemma! You made it! Is Fitz coming?”
Jemma’s hands fluttered by her side as she shook her head.
“He, um, he had a dentist appointment. Ah, why are we meeting under here?”
Daisy seemed undeterred. If anything, her smile got wider.
“I dunno. We're in High School now. This is where the cool kids meet on TV,” She paused, eyeing a particularly unpleasant pile of rubbish, “It’s really gross though, actually. Do you want to go to the library instead?”
Jemma let out a relieved sigh.
“Yes please. That sounds much nicer"