My story begins in 2017 when I was in the 7th grade. It was the beginning days of June and we were on our last week of school. This was the time when fidget spinners were blowing up all over social media and everybody at school had at least owned one. When I decided to bring my cool, neon colored spinner school, I should have known what I was getting myself into by just bringing it. 

 It was the second to last day of school, it was lunchtime and I was messing around with my spinner. Someone who I would consider my “friend” saw my spinner and asked if he could see it for a second. After watching him for 30 seconds, he turns to me.

 He asks, ¨Hey, this is cool! Could you let me borrow it? I swear I ́will bring it back tomorrow.¨

             My dumb self replied, ¨Yeah. Sure, bro.¨

  Looking back at it, I honestly wished that I would’ve said something else. I had high hopes that he’ll bring back the spinner the way it was when I gave it to him. It was now 1 day until the last day. At lunch, I saw him at the basketball court, shooting hoops. I walked up to him.

              “Hey, man. You got the spinner I let you borrow yesterday?” I asked.

He responded, “Oh, uh. My brother broke my spinner because he thought it was mine.

 He later said to me, “Look, it’s my bad. I’ll give you some money to go get yourself a new one, okay? I’ll give the money to you tomorrow.”

              “Okay, for sure, bro.” I said to him, before walking away.

I was a bit frustrated that he broke my spinner, but I thought it was okay because he was gonna pay me back. So, it was finally the next and last day of my 7th grade year. I went there early to go and ask for the money. I found him minutes before the bell rang. 

              “Okay, man. You got the money?” I asked.

He then responded with the dumbest excuse that it was at that point that I knew he was playing with me.

              “Oh, I gave it to your cousin.” He answered.

              “Why wouldn’t you just give it to me?” I asked, very frustrated. 

               He ignored my question as he saved by the bell and we both went to class. I later went up to my cousin at lunch and asked her for the money.

             “Ayo, cousin! I heard from my friend that he gave you money for me.” I yelled.

             “What money? I didn’t get anything from anybody.” She said, confused.

 And then, that was the last time I ever saw that guy. Throughout the whole day, he was nowhere to be found. After that was one of those summer vacations you’re just glad to see come to an end. I was now an 8th grader and that guy who had my spinner moved schools. What I learned from all of this is to not trust people immediately, but only trust those I truly know won’t do me wrong.