Prologue:

"So what do you want to wear for your last day of Kindergarten?" mom asked. She smiled at me. I ran to the closet and stood there, as if it was the biggest decision of my life. Which it was, at the time.

TIMEOUT! Let me explain myself, my name is Max. You are, as of right now, getting a very exclusive look into my past and I swear if you so much as let anything about my past come out of your mouth in the presence of someone other than me, it will be the last thing you ever say. Anyways...

I pulled out the long, flowy, floral pink dress, My favorite clothing item in my closet, and smiled at my mother.

"This one!"I practically squealed in that cute little girly kid voice that can make highly trained assassins buy you ice cream and take you to the premier of the new barbie fairies movie.( AN: Is it not sad that I know those exist?)

"And you know what would look great with that dress?" my mother asked. I shook my head eagerly. "The new pink bow that we got you!" It was one of those kind that were glued onto barrettes. My mother got me dressed and did my hair as I ranted on about all the things I was going to miss about school. You heard me. Excited about school. Hey, I was a poor kid. I had no idea what kind of pain a school could bring you!

"And Maya told him that he was mean and then I said he was STUPID!" I finished talking about when a boy in my class, Sam, was making fun of my dress, and my best friend Maya had stood up for me.

My mother stopped braiding my wavy, brownish-blonde, hair for a moment. I turned around and she looked at me sternly. "Stupid is an icky word. You should never say words like that okay? Even if Maya says them."

"Okay." I said innocently then turned back around as my mom finished the braid in my hair. As she put the bow on the end of my braid my dad walked into the room carrying my baby sister Ella.

"Who is that little princess on the edge of the bed?" he asked. I giggled. He dropped on one knee and bowed. "Would her highness like some chocolate chip pancakes and bacon?" I practically giggled myself into hysterics( AN: does that make sense?)I nodded my head.

"Jeb Ride knock it off your going to drop Ella!" my mom explained. That was when I gave up all hope on breathing as the once small giggling fit turned into a non-stop laughter. My mom picked me up, tears rolling down my cheeks, and gasping for air. When I finally stopped laughing I sat down at the table and ate half a pancake and some bacon. When I was done I ran up the stairs to my room where I grabbed my backpack(pink of course) and skipped down the stairs. My Dad hopped in the car and helped me in my carseat(do I even have to tell you the color?) We drove up to the school. My dad was about to get out when I stopped him.

"It's okay daddy. I'm going to walk up all by myself today!" I said and I put a determined face on and marched up the steps. I turned around and waved goodbye to my dad. He smiled and waved back.

I walked into the school and put my stuff in my cubby. I said hi to Maya and we sat down. Not long afterwords Sam came up to us.

"Wow, you look ugly today!" he said to me. I didn't know what to say back. I was never good with witty retorts.

"Nu-uh!" I said.

"Ya-huh!" he replied. We went back and forth until the teacher came to the front of the room and told us to 'pop a squat' on the ABC rug.

"Who is ready for telling time?" she said. Telling time was when we went around the circle and each student told his or her own story about the topic. "We are going to talk about what we are going to do over the summer." she said. We started with Sam.

"Well I'm going to go home and play video games and wake up really early and play video games then I am going to help my mommy do the chores and then I am going to play video games but I'm just gonna play video games and not anything else." He said. Sam was always obsessed with video games. He would talk about them non-stop. As if controlling Spongebob on the TV was Heaven-on-Earth.

"What kind of games?" the teacher asked. The teacher always asked us a question.

"The video kind," Dylan replied and sat down. Next was my turn.

"Well I'm going to play with my new sister Ella and me and my family are going to a summer cabin and going to go swimming and me and Maya are going to have parties all of the time." I said

"What are you going to do at the parties?"

"We are going to play with our American Girl dolls and do make-up and play dress up!"

"Make-up?" said Dylan rudely, "Dolls. That is sooooo stupid! Your stupid!" he said. He smiled.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" the class said in unison(AN:you know when our in elementary school and everyone says that when they know someone is on trouble?).

"Sam, that was uncalled for! You apologize to her RIGHT NOW!" the teacher raised her tone slightly.

"svrrrghby" he muttered inaudibly.

"It's okay," I said and sat back down next to Maya.

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When I came back home mom gave me some cookies and sat me down.
"Sweetie pie? We are going to move." my mother stated.
"Where? Is it someplace where I can go swimming? Is it going to have a party room for me and Maya?" I asked innocently. I was so naive.
"Well we can go swimming but we are going to move somewhere really far away. You wont be able to see Maya anymore." she said
"What?" I screamed and immediately started crying. "I promise mommy I won't say stupid anymore!" i screamed. I thought leaving was some sort of punishment.
"No, you see, Daddy got a new Job and we have to move." she said. We already packed your stuff baby."
I ran upstairs and looked to see many boxes all stacked up. the wallpaper had been torn down, my clothes and my light up vanity all in boxes. I sat on the empty floor and cried some more.
My mom came over and hugged me tightly. "I know baby, I know." When moving day came, I held onto the piece of paper with Mayas phone number and Skype account. Little did I know, that day was much more enjoyable then what was to come.