Prologue: Forever, guys, I swear.

"Puck, I swear to the flying spaghetti monster, if you come near me with that goo I will kick you in the shin so hard your momma will feel it." Lucy threatened the short mohawked little boy. To which he just laughed.

"Oh, come on, Luce, you know it won't get stucked much." He said, letting the green and blue goop slowly slip through his fingers almost letting it touch her hair.

"AHH!" Lucy screeched.

"Noah Puckerman, leave her alone!" Rachel demanded as she shielded her best friend from his gross, gooed-up paws.

"Thanks, Rach." Lucy thanked her friend as she looked up from her Rachel cocoon. Rachel just smiled, not moving even when Noah turned his torment onto a new victim.

"Okay guys on bus stop #7, this is your stop folks." The school bus driver said over the radio speaker.

"Bye guys, I'll see you guys in the morning. 5:30 sharp!"

"Bye Jerry!" Came the chorus of replies as each kid got off the bus.

"So, what do you think Santana's mama is gonna make us for suppa tonight?" Brittany asked Rachel and Lucy when they grouped up.

"Oh, maybe quesadillas again?!"

"Yeah. those were so freaking good!"

"Noah, language!" Rachel, who had been happily holding Lucy's hand, spoke to the wanna-be punk boy.

"Geez, Rachel, grow up. My mom said 'freaking' isn't a swear and if it isn't a swear I can say it." Rachel just stared at the wretched boy.

"Just because you can say it, doesn't mean you should say it, Noah. Politeness is a solid quality a girl looks for in a boy and frankly you have little to none of it." Lucy spoke up in Rachel's defense.

"Ya, ya." Noah dismissed halfheartedly.

"Hey, Rachel. Do you know anything about photosynthopy?" Finn spoke up from behind the pair.

"If you mean 'photosynthesis', the process in which plants go through to grow, then yes, Finn, I am aware of what it is. My class learned about it a month ago."

"Oh, okay." Finn stumbled a bit. "If you ever want to have an in depth conversation about it, I'm your man." He finished, confidence coming back.

"You ain't no man, Finnocence. You're barely a boy." Santana came up, linking up pinkies with Brittany and completing their friend group.

"So, what's your mom gonna make for our group dinner tonight, San?" Rachel asked as they started walking down their neighborhood street.

"I'm glad you asked, Rach, because my moms has her famous quesadillas planned for tonight!" The group all cheered in delight.

"Y'all better be there by 3:30!" She yelled as the group dispersed to their own homes.


After all of the quesadillas were eaten, and the surprise root beer floats were downed, the group of friends were sitting around a small campfire. Some were roasting marshmallows and others, aka Noah, were setting his stick on fire and torturing his friends.

"Okay!" Santana said after she stole Noah's stick and put it out.

"Did everyone bring their stuff?" There were nods and "Yep."s around the group.

"So, I put the document in the computer and got my papa to print it off. It looks more real this way." Santana passed the paper around the group letting them read it,

It read:

'We all, Rachel Barbra Berry, Brittany Susan Pierce, Santana Diabla Lopez, Noah Wilfred Puckerman, Lucy Quinn Fabray, and Finn Christopher Hudson, swear that we will be best friends forever. With that, we all agree to bury this time capsule together on this day August 12, 2002, that holds our current favorite possession, a letter we wrote to our 18 year old self, and an amount of money no more than $40.00 each. We also agree to not open the capsule, try to open the capsule or talk about the letter each of us wrote until the June, 2012.'

They all read it and signed it with very little fuss, with the exception of Lucy and Noah asking why middle names were necessary.

"Because if ya'll go AWAL, I'll have blackmail on your faces." Was Santana's answer.

"Okay, now that we all signed the letter and it is sealed tight within an envelope in the box, I think we should go around the circle and say what we're putting in the capsule for our favorite items." Rachel piped in.

"I agree, Shorty." Santana said, looking at Rachel with a sincere smile.

"I'm not much shorter than you are." Rachel grumbled more to herself, but Lucy heard it and just snuggled closer to her best friend. Santana stuck her tongue out at Rachel, a tell tale sign she heard too, but said nothing.

"I wanna go first!" Brittany exclaimed. And since it was Brittany nobody tried to protest knowing it was futile.

"Alrighty, Britt-Brat, whatcha bring with you?"

"Okay, so I gave this lots and lots of thought. At first, I thought about putting my new kitten, Prince Tubbington, in here. I mean I love him lots and he is my favorite thing right now. But I would miss him so much,"

Everyone let out the breath they were holding in relief for the grey kitten.

", so I decided to but in my Britney Spears album in instead!" Everyone clapped at the blonde, telling her it was a good idea.

They went on from there next being Noah, who put in his faux leather jacket with frayed ends on the sleeves and bottom of it; Finn put in his dad's dog tags; Rachel put in her signed Broadway poster of RENT; Lucy put in her favorite pearl necklace that her great gram passed down to her; and last but not least, Santana put in her rainbow monkey stuffy that Brittany won for her at that summer's state fair.

"Now, the fun part!" Santana declared as they lowered the box into the hole Noah dug for them.

They all watched as the box that contained their letters, money, items and friendship was lowered into the ground. Noah and Finn grabbed the shovels just as Santana's mom opened the screen door.

"Kids, it's time for me to take you guys home," They all looked at her,

"Hold on a sec, Ma." Santana spoke up.

"What are you guys doing out back there, mija?" Maribel asked as she approached the group of kids.

"Santana Diabla Lopez! Que hacen?! Your father won't approve of this." She exclaimed as what her daughter and friends were doing in her backyard.

"Papa doesn't have to find out, right mami?" Santana gave her mother her most innocent puppy dog eyes.

"After all we're making our friendship strong for years to come, mama. We buried a time capsule with stuffs in it from now and we're gonna dig it up in ten years."

The excitement and love in her daughter eyes for her friends softened Maribel's tone.

"Okay, mija, papi won't find out from me. But don't tell abuela, you know how big her mouth is." Maribel spoke of her mother-in-law with sarcasm. Santana nodded in concurrence.

"Vale, hijos, let's get you guys home." Maribel said as she ushered the group away from their capsule.

With one final glance, they all left with Santana's mother. None of them knowing that the one box would be their only hope at becoming what they were now in the future.