Mary threw open the door, revealing herself. "Kelly stop! It's me Mary! We grew up together, don't you recognize me?"
Kelly stopped and stared, shocked. She had been kids with Mary, and now that she saw the little girl she immediately recognized her. "But... you look just like Mary when she was 12, who are you kid?"
"Im Mary! Look I can prove it. You got your first kiss when you were 14 by Lary Bedson. You told me and I was super jealous because I liked you at the time but couldnt quite figure it out, so I beat him up. You interveneed and got a scar on your right shoulder."
Kelly grasped her shoulder as she said it. "It really is you. Oh my god!"
"I told you, Mary said."
"But you're a kid again." Kelly exclaimed. "My god. But you're so cute!" She squealed. "Look at your freckles and dimples! Sheesh you can't even be in puberty yet!"
Mary blushed. "Come on, don't rub it in."