Back again

The small girl with the wispy blond hair pouted as she stared at the monitor in front of her. Smiling, her dark-haired friend with pig tails pranced up to her.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked cheerfully.

"I'm bored," the girl with the white ringlets sulked. She pushed away the papers in front of her and folded her arms. "This is all stupid."

"Why don't you do something else?" the dark-haired girl asked.

"I have to do this," the blond girl said. She stuck out her lower lip and narrowed her eyes at the computer.

"Want to take a nap with me?" the dark-haired girl asked, perching cheerfully on her desk.

"No."

"Want to go to the front and look at the papers?"

"No," the blond girl's eyes had narrowed to annoyed slits.

"Want to go outside?"

Looking thoughtful, the blond girl tapped her chin and nodded. "Yes."

Grabbing their coats, they scampered outside. In the bright sunshine and cool wind, the little blond girl's frown melted away. They chased dancing leaves, they stomped broken highlighters and they played soccer in the street with pebbles. The little dark-haired girl's cheeks were pink with joy and the chilly weather. The blond girl beamed as she skipped happily, dragging her friend behind her.

"You know what?" she sang cheerfully.

"What?" the dark-haired girl asked, yawning. She'd love a nap.

"I'm glad we went outside," the girl with white ringlets beamed, twirling in the pale winter sunlight. "It's much nicer out here. And I'm not bored anymore."

The dark-haired girl beamed. "I thought so." She lead her friend around the building, where they pranced through the leaves. Plucking a acorn from the wisps framing her face, the blond girl hugged her friend.

"I'm glad to be back again," she said cheerfully.

"And I'm glad you're back," the dark-haired girl replied in a serious tone. With that settled, they set off to track down the puppy hidden in the building, their giggles echoing off the walls.