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had been quite a few days since Anne had left the classroom after smashing her slate over Gilbert's head, and Anastasia seemed a bit worried about her new friend. Even if she had hurt her closest friend, she still cared for the freckled girl. And Anastasia had continued their usual schedule, walking to and from school together without reliving a single word of the words they exchanged that very day.

"So, you're telling me you actually enjoy writing, Anastasia Riley? You have never told me this before." Anastasia giggled, smiling up at her rather tall friend.

"I prefer reading and writing over cleaning." Anastasia smiled, staring off into the vast fields of wheat.

"You're and interesting girl Anastasia." Gilbert smiled off into the fog.

"Oh, please, Gilbert. Just because I don't spend my spare time swooning over you and cleaning doesn't make me interesting." Anastasia scoffed, her books were held close to her chest, and a scarf hung loosely from her neck.

"Not all of the girls swoon over me." Anastasia shook her head, looking up to meet his gaze. She frowned a bit and tilted her head.

"Please, Gilbert. Every girl has a small crush on you. It's unbelievable." Anastasia giggled, stopping when he wrapped his hand around her wrist. She turned around rather quickly, her head was tilted slightly, and her eyebrows were furrowed.

"Every girl has a crush on me? And how do you have proof?" He questioned her, and she stuttered over her words for a few seconds, trying to figure out the correct words to say.

"Well, everyone says how dreamy you are, and how strong, and how kind, and how-" She was cut off by him releasing her wrist.

"I don't believe you." He commented, sticking his tongue out at her, she smiled and ran up to the front of him.

"Oh Gilbert, you are so dreamy." she mocked taking large steps backward to stay in front of him. He seemed to be thinking of something to say before it looks like an idea popped into his head.

"Hey, Ana, did you want to know something?" he questioned, and she slowly shook her head, but he wasn't going to take no for an answer, "Too bad, I will tell you anyway. Charlie never stops talking about you. To me! And I'm your best friend! Oh, Isn't she just so, pretty Gilbert!"

Anastasia giggled, turning her body around her she was now standing next to him. They smiled at each other, as they enjoyed their morning and afternoon chats. Anastasia was lucky to have such close friends.

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, please, what does he say about me." Anastasia laughed, staring down at the ground. Her gaze lifted up towards the setting sun, as she and Gilbert had been sitting on a tree branch for quite some time.

"Do you see the way her hair glows in the sunlight, oh, and my personal favorite, she is perfect. She's like a caramel chocolate on Christmas."

Anastasia bust out laughing, holding onto the branch for support. Gilbert was smiling at the sun, but Anastasia's laugh died down rather quickly.

"You know, It's really great having a friend like you." She exclaimed, sighing as it was getting rather dark outside, and her mother would get concerned about her getting home so late.

"Hey, it's nice being your friend too, Anastasia."

"Well, I should get going, my mother will get worried if I'm not home." And with that, she jumped out of the branch, gathering her school supplies and basket, turning around a bidding her goodbyes before disappearing into the forest.

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so, this is just a filler chapter. There's isn't really much to it, and it is very short. Sigh, anyway I hope you enjoy!

~reba