They were both in fifth grade that day. Both of them never knew each other before this; they had far different personalities, and came from far different crowds. Grace, let's say, was beautiful. She had long-ish orange hair and blue eyes that were always useful for scaring people. Guardian-- she had brown hair, and brown eyes, just about as basic as you could get. 

It was around April, maybe March or May, when they met. Rain poured down on the school busses, creating fog on the windows. The yard was bustling with excitement; they were taking a field trip to a local college. Student after student loaded themselves into the bus, Grace taking a seat by herself. As for Guardian, she was one of the last people on the bus. 

Entering and trying to find a seat, Guardian noticed every seat was either full, or was occupied by people she knew she didn't belong with. Grace sat there looking somewhere, but looked over when she sat next to her. 

They remained silent for a third of the ride. They didn't talk to each other, but instead looked out the window. You could barely see anything, thanks to the rain. Guardian, however, spoke up. 

"Do you like Minecraft?" Grace immediately replied, saying she did, in fact, like Minecraft. Guardian asked her if she'd hatched the Ender Dragon, which she had, but had lost to a corrupted server. They talked until it was time to get off the bus, which they almost never saw each other the following year. 

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