Max's POV
California. It was , no is it was Max's first home always. The beach, sun, palm trees , all of it she loved. She didn't have many friends back there, most of them thought she was just a angry freak. Even in Preschool, Max had been very aggressive. She was the girl who tried to be sweet but if you did one thing to get her angry, you were in for it.
Though there was one person who was with her through all of her angry moments.
Henry.
They had met in preschool. He was the only one not turned away from max. He never got on her nerves, in fact it was quite the opposite. He was ALWAYS on her good side. Sharing with her and even when being yelled at, still smiling and laughing. They loved getting in trouble together, even though Henry tried to keep Max out of mischief. Occasionally in preschool and kindergarten giving max a kiss on the check while holding her hand. But max allowed this, and smiled whenever he did. They grew up together. From the time they were 3 to 13. He wished it was longer. Henry had found out max was moving to Indiana at the end of 7th grade. He was crushed. His best friend , his favorite person was moving miles away from him.
Max and him wouldn't get to graduate together or even go to high school together. They had a plan, that they would graduate together and then go on some random road trip together. But Max's life had gotten complicated and hard and only he knew that she broke down daily. She wouldn't ever tell anyone else this, even her mom didn't know.
A friend like Henry , was one of a kind. NO one else would ever live up to him. Max had cried in his arms the day no the hour she found out she was moving to stupid lame Indiana. Where there wouldn't be a Henry. Well there would be but not the one she needed. But there was still 4 months till she left for Indiana. 4 more months to spend every second together. But they would also think back on the memories they had together.