Prologue

"Everything hurts." – Michelangelo

Of all the days that she decided to tell him this, it just had to be now.

"I'm moving," She announced to him yet again as her green eyes watered with the shaking of her words.

He hadn't said anything. The only true response that he could muster was a simple blink. The rain beat down loudly outside of the house as it fell from the clouds. All you could hear was Granddad and Riley bickering upstairs for a moment, then, nothing. Neither one of them flinched when one of the strong gusts sent something towards the power lines around them, nor did they flinch when the lights shut off. All they could do was stand awkwardly and look at each other when one of them glanced away, as though the lightning making them squint appealed to them.

"Did you hear me?" She asked him again. He barely could, honestly. The way her light voice traveled across the room to his ears with the weather outside made it more than difficult to hear her, "I'm moving."

Wasn't that hard enough to hear once? He snorted as he considered the words in his mind. Even now in the darkness of the living room, he could out her two green eyes better than Granddad's beige couch in the middle of the area. He took a deep breath before shaking his head.

"I know," Huey told her as he smirked knowingly, "You told me about five times now. I get it."

She glanced back away again with a frown on her face. It would have been halfway better had her parents decided to move her to California, The Sunshine State. No, her parents had divorced and decided that it was best for her to leave her old life and head out to boring, old Utah. Besides, she was going to be living with her mother now anyways. She could already feel people's curious eyes on them wherever they went, wondering about her true heritage. She shuddered before clutching her own yellow pullover tighter to her body, like it would protect her.

"I'll miss you," He looked up at her, "A little, anyway."

But that was really all she needed. She opened her arms before pulling him into them as she took a whiff of his scent. And they stood there, until as usual…

"Uh," Huey shot her that look, "Jazmine?"

"Yes," Jazmine sighed dreamily, still buried in his neck.

"You can let go now," He shrugged as he pulled away; "I'm still going to see you. You're not moving to Siberia."

She nodded. He may have been right, but in a way, she could almost sense that that wasn't the case. She just hated they had to wait until now. Life wasn't fair at all.

"I know," She told him, "It's just that we finally-"

"I know," He sighed as he cut her off, coming behind her with his breath on her neck.

"Huey?" She began before gasping as something cool slid around it.

"It's a necklace," He told her as she looked down at it. It was silver with stones in them, diamonds. It even had a J on it, standing outside of it in the shape of a heart. The small latch made her furrow her brow in realization, a locket. He shrugged, like it was completely normal to give girls diamond encrusted lockets because they were moving away, "My picture is in it, so you won't have to sit around and cry because you miss me or whatever."

She kissed him then. It was strange, maybe because he was so shocked. Whatever it was, he soon got over it, wrapping his arms around her and returning her kisses with his own.

A honking noise broke them apart; for a moment, they said nothing. They looked around them, ignoring the rumbles of thunder. It was time for her to leave, for good.

"Bye, Huey," She felt the lump in her throat as she said the words, "Thanks, for everything."

"You're welcome," He told her as she smiled at her locket and dangled it between her fingers before letting it rest around her neck.

The pair stood awkwardly before the silence dwindled with the honking of a horn outside and words like "Jazmine, come on! We don't have all day!"

"Bye, Huey," She hugged him, before pulling away, the tears falling.

He kissed her one last time and let it linger, "See you soon."

She nodded before grabbing her umbrella and scurrying out of the door, knowing that nothing more needed to be said. Nobody questioned her red face out of assumption that she had just been crying. But both Huey and Jazmine knew the real reason for it. And as the red sports car sped away from the Freeman's house, Jazmine looked at Huey until his afro was completely out of sight and then let herself cry. Her mother nodded sympathetically as she drove away, the moving van behind them. She didn't even notice that Jazmine had the locket opened, staring at the picture or rather, the inscription on the side, "The world is a horrible place, but maybe, I love you."

And they never saw each other again.

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