Candies and Friends Closed

"See you at the Great Hall."

I gave him a little wave, then I hurriedly opened the bag. Inside was a note from father and a box of sweets. My eyes widened with familiarity!

"Just like jelly beans!" I quickly looked around and managed to let out a very quiet squeal. I took it out and read the letter.
"Be very careful with these, dear. Every flavour is here, may it be sour, spicy, salty or sweet. Even unimaginable flavours are here. If you want to get the yummy ones, I suggest you look carefully. But, even the same identical beans have different flavours. Just like there, different children are in that train right now. Some of them could be your true friend, and some wouldn't. Some would be like the chocolate looking beans but a mud dirt flavoured one.

Picking the bean might be a little scary for you. But who cares if you got the earwax? Atleast you took courage even if you're unsure of what you'll get. And, that's a fun experience for your tastebuds!

Finding a true friend will take a lot of time. But I suggest you be brave and make a leap. Along the way you'll find the right one. And don't you worry, the right ones will always come. And the wrong ones will always give you an experience and a lesson you'll never forget."
Sienna took a bean, and ate it quietly.

Spinach.

She then stared straight outside the window, as thoughts drifted upon her. She picked a wrong bean, could the universe be so kind, to let the right person enter the compartment and be her friend?

S. Averell
Candies and Friends Closed
Margaret pulls open the door to the train compartment Sienna is in. She waves and tries to force herself to say something besides a stutter or instead of freezing and standing at the entrance awkwardly and then looking like an idiot. "If -uh- if you don't mind can I -um- can I sit here?" She forces out after what felt like 5 minutes of standing there, frozen, but was more like 20 seconds, all of them seemingly long and awkward. She waits for a reply, her legs and hands beginning to shake. "I'll be quiet and it'll be like I'm not there if you want to be alone, most of the train has people sitting in the compartments, they aren't full but I thought I'd have just a good a chance with you as anyone else," I add, my jaw trembling. I try to force on a smile but it feels weird and trembly. "Don't feel like you have to say yes you can say no if you want" I add on again. I had always had the habit of either talking too much and saying dumb things when I was anxious or of saying nothing and being weird and awkward and coming off rude or strange.

"Whenever I am afraid I will trust in you"
(psalms 56:3)