by twofrogsinacoat » Mon Jul 23, 2012 3:05 pm
Emma chuckled and began telling the story. "We were both fifteen years old. We had to go to a picnic for our mothers, because apparently they'd been talking about how amazing of friends we'd be." She smiled. "While we were getting some lemonade, YOU got distracted by your mother talking about me, then and ran into ME. Lemonade spilled everywhere, and we both started apologizing. Then later, you walked over and attempted to help me clean off my shirt, to which I refused, and your face got really red." Emma laughed softly. "You were stammering like a child, but then we became friends."