Hey guys, it's been a long time since I've written something. I've been really busy. Students of college and university are on strike because of tuition hike. Some schools have been for 6 weeks already. Students have been demonstrating almost every day. It's kind of crazy out here. There's between 200,000 and 300,000 students on strike. People against the hike have been wearing red squares (that's why my avatar has been changed).

Anyway, I thought of this while in a demonstration and I thought I would see what you guys think about it.

The little boy was a just a little older than him. Two, maybe three years older. He looked nice and there were two little girls with him, the girl in the middle looked his age. They looked nice too. But he wouldn't go and try to play with them. People who looked nice weren't always… especially kids. Kids weren't nice with him. He was a freak. Their words, not his. So, he sat there, on the bench with his book on his knees, looking at the three kids playing in the sandbox. He would like to go play with them but he doesn't. He just stayed there in silence and looked at them in envy. He let out a wishful sigh. The sound made the other boy look at him. He bit his lower lips and dropped his head, hoping the older kid wouldn't be mad at him. He listened, but didn't hear anything except childish play. Assuming it was safe, he raised his head. He found himself looking into a pair of deep chocolate eye. He swallowed with difficulty.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." He said in a whisper, looking like a terrified animal.

"It's okay. I'm not mad." The older boy said. "Do you want to play with us?"

"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers… I don't think I should play with them either." He said, a frown and a sad smile appearing on his childish face.

"Okay. I'm Derek and I'm eight. Des is six and Sarah is only four. See. We're not strangers anymore. You can play with us now. What's your name?"

"I'm Spencer. I'm six years, 3 months, 12 days, 4 hours and a couple minutes old. I don't have a watch so I can't be precise."

"Wow! You're like super intelligent. So will you play?" He asked, holding his hand out to the smaller boy.

"Thank you and yes I'll play with you."

Spencer closed his book, put it on the bench and took the hand Derek was offering. Over two hours later, the three kids Spencer had befriended left. Spencer returned to his book. He finished within minutes and decided to go home. He didn't like to be at home during the weekends. His parents were always fighting. So instead, he went to the park, but he always had to go back home. Now that he had found a friend, he knew he would go back to the park every day though.

For the next three months, Spencer met Derek almost every day at the park. Until one day, Derek came later than usual and he brought bad news with him. He was moving away. His family was leaving for Chicago in only a few days. Spencer was overwhelmed. He had made his first friend not so long ago and he was already losing him. The boys sat down to talk.

"You're the only friend I have; I'm going to miss you." Spencer said.

"I'm going to miss you too; more than anyone else… even my girlfriend." Derek answered.

"So I'm better than her?"

"Of course you're better than her. You're better than anyone I know, well… except my parents."

"That's okay. I just didn't like your girlfriend. She made fun of me."

"You should have told me, I would have broken up with her before."

"Don't worry about it. Are we still going to be friends?"

"Totally… and I promise you that one day we'll see each other again."

Spencer didn't really believe him, but nodded. On the night of Derek's departure, Spencer stood at his window. A shooting star lighted up the star. Spencer closed his eyes.

"I wish to see Derek again one day!"

SRDM

Spencer woke up abruptly. He hadn't dreamed of these events in years. He had never seen Derek again, but for long years he had made the same wish. Someday, he had stopped wishing. He couldn't say that he had ever really stopped hoping though. Some part of him, no matter how small had kept hoping.

He had liked Derek… and to be honest, Derek was the only friend he ever had. The only person he had trusted too. The last time he had tried to trust someone in had ended up in trouble on a football field.

Spencer looked around the room. Tonight he would be in another room about 1, 518.78 miles away from his hometown. His father was tired of having him around and Spencer couldn't say he wasn't happy about it. Ever since his mother illness had gotten worse years ago, his father had become insufferable. His father was sending him to a distant cousin of his mother. Apparently the two women had been close once upon a time. Spencer didn't care about that though, the only thing he care about was that this cousin lived in Chicago. He knew that with the 234.0 sq mi of Chicago, the chances of meeting Derek were pretty slim, but he would still be closer to him… if he hadn't move away again that was.

So, what did you think? Review please!
With all my love, Anne

PS: I need a beta so if anyone wants the job, write me.