It was the day that changed him for life. The day that made him who he was, who he'd become. The day was nice, yet cold, since it was still early spring, he thought he remembered, when he was eight years old.
Everyday for that school year, he had been playing with the same girl on the playground. He never really could remember her name. She was just there, she was wonderful and made Tancred Torsson feel like special.
She was a little younger than he was, but she was absolutely beautiful. Even though Tancred was still in his "cooties stage", he couldn't help but have a crush on her. She was just that amazing.
He decided he would tell her something he thought he would never tell anyone in his life.
After he made this decision, he was sitting on the playground with her, on the swings. She looked very small and vulnerable that day. Her green eyes looked bigger and her blond hair looked brighter. Maybe it was just all in his imagination. "Hey, can I tell you something?" He asked her, leaning over to push her swing a little to get her full attention.
"Sure, what?" She responded with her voice like bells. This little girl meant everything to Tancred. She was the only one that knew he was going to become endowed soon and would eventually go to Bloor's Academy across town. He felt like he could tell her anything at all.
And he would.
"I, um, I think I love you," He said in a small voice, blushing slightly. He couldn't look at her face to see her reaction.
"Really? I think I love you too." He heard her jump off the swing and shuffle through the wood chips over to his. He jumped off his swing too, full of shock and stared at her smiling face.
"Wow," He didn't know what to say. He was surprised in himself that he'd even found the courage to say it. He felt so open and carefree, which he'd never felt before. He was more of a reserved person at that young age. She was the exact opposite, loud, noisy, and fun to be around.
The bell rang to call them inside for class.
"Here," The girl took off one of her mittens, "Keep this, so every time you feel sad, you can think of me." She began running off.
"I'll see you tomorrow!" He called, clutching the mitten in his hand. He watched her hurry into the school, amazed. He felt on top of the world.
She never came back the next day, or the day after that, or ever. Tancred left that school soon after to go to Bloor's, and because she'd never returned, he'd forgotten all about his first love. And he wasn't aware that she was right under his nose.
Okay, so if you want the first chapter, i want at least two reviews. I know i have a lot of stories to work on, but i'm taking a little break because of writers block to work on true romantic stories. This definitely is making my writers block better. I've also been really busy lately. I've started high school, and over the summer I volunteered at my church's day camp, so i've been so tired. But i think I'm finally back. i hope this story gets as much love as the first snow.
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