"RV! RV, wait up!" Jillyanna was panting as she tried her best to chase after Travis. She was just seven years old and Travis was twelve years old who came to visit them with his family.
When they arrived, he was still smiling at them but when their parents left them alone, Travis was giving her a cold shoulder. He even ran off from their house, causing her to chase after him.
"Stop following me!" Travis shouted back at her.
Jillyanna had her head hung low, breathing in and out to fill her lungs with oxygen. She was running out of air but she held her ground.
"Don't just run off on your own. Your parents will be worried." she stated with her hand on her chest. A dull pain was pricking from the bottom of her heart.
"It's none of your business! Stop following me!" Travis yelled again like an unruly young master.
"Why? Why do you have to shout at me?" she was still calm even after all his shouting but her face showed a confused expression.
