"One Month!" said the boy on Arthur's computer screen,who happened to be his best and only friend, "Only one month 'til you can come to NYC and visit me." Arthur smiled a bit as he leaned over on his hand. "You that excited?" He said trying to act nonchalant, though inside he was bursting. Alfred donned his usual cheeky grin, And even on webcam Arthur could see the sparkle of excitement in his eyes. "Man, You have no clue how badly I have wanted to meet you in person!" He said finally gave in and let his smile show, Pulling his snakebite piercings further apart. "I feel the same." The two friends had started out by meeting in a international pen-pal program. Arthur living on the outskirts of London and Alfred living in Soho in New York City. It had started When Alfred was in Fourth Grade, Arthur, Being a year older, was in fifth was something of a delinquent, some would say 'punk'.Wearing eyeliner,skinny jeans, converse or thick heeled boots, graphic tees and tank tops, as well as accessories like chains, studded bracelets and chokers, and leather jackets,along with his naturally white blonde hair being dyed black at the tips. This was his way of expressing his anger toward the world , because he had a hard life, his father beating him and his mother and siblings until his death when Arthur was 10. Where as Alfred was a 'Skater boy' Skating was his life, it had been since he got his first board when he was 7. He wore Hoodies, normal fitting jeans, ( He refused to feed the stereotype that skaters wore baggy pants) occasionally skinny jeans, DCs, his hair was kind of long, draping into his eyes just a two fit together perfectly as friends. Alfred, a cocky, carefree, always smiling American and Arthur, the foul mouthed, sarcastic, yet good natured Brit. They were both each others best friend. Little did they know, they would become more, and their uneventful lives would soon become a roller coaster of emotions; anger, pain, sadness, loneliness, and most of all, deep, true love.