Author's Note: Okay, so this is only a two-shot. And was inspired by the author Tate Icasa.

At age 5:

At age 5, Logan Reese was just as a lady's man as ever. He had already been kissed, more times then he could count on both hands, and had a girlfriend in his kindergarden class. He was just a happy, go-lucky little boy, with a big heart, and an even bigger head.

Right now, Logan Reese was on vacation with his father in the Bahamas. He had already been there 4 times since he was 3, but it was still just as fun for a 5 year old, no matter how many times he went.

Leaving his father, who was talking to a lady in a pink bikini, he wandered down the beach, hoping to find something more fun then staring at women's breasts. (Even though, to him, it wasn't all that bad.)

Walking down the edge of the water, hands stuffed in his pockets, he drew in a sharp breathe. He had stepped on a very sharp, and long, piece of sea glass, and it had gone into the sole of his foot. Letting out a load scream, he fell to the ground, clutching his heel. Forcing himself not to cry, because crying was for girls, as his father would put it, he tried to pull it out, but to no avail. He screamed again, and started to cry. No matter what his father had told him, it was too painfull not to cry.

He tried to call out for help, but he was too far away from the crowd of people to hear him. He was wimpering on the ground, rubbing ferociously at his eyes. He wanted to punish himself for crying, but he couldn't help it.

He saw a blurry figure running towards him, yelling for her mother to come with her. He wanted to stop crying, he wanted to stop showing he was as vulnerable has he must of looked at that moment.

"Oh my goodness! Boy! Are you okay! You're crying! What happened?! Oh my gosh, what happened to your foot?! Mommy! Mommy, come here! Hurry!" The little girl with the curly hair was yelling, very loudly, and Logan had to cover his ears. She hurriedly knelt down by his side, and gave him a big hug. "Don't worry boy. You'll be okay." The little girl gently whispered in his ear, slightly stroking his back. Logan's eyes were tightly closed, and hugged the random girl right back. The mother finally got over, and fell into the sand by her daughter.

"Okay, lemme see. Oh, you poor dear! You must be in so much pain! Hurry, come with me." Logan grabbed onto the lady's shoulder's, and she lifted him up. The lady and the girl were running down the vacated end of the beach, and back to the crowded area.

In no time, they were down by the lifeguard stand, and Logan could not see his father anywhere. But it didn't matter, he wanted to get the glass out of his foot. They went straight into the little hut, and the lifeguard quickly pulled out the first aid kit.

He pulled the glass out, and Logan screamed. The lifeguard sanitized his foot, and wrapped it up with a bandage. He took the lady out to ask her some questions about what happened.

The girl and Logan sat in the little hut alone, and in silence.
After about 4 minutes waiting for her mother to come back, the little girl finally broke the silence.

"So boy... what's your name anyways?" The little girl was asking, her eyes adverted to the ground.
"Logan. Logan Reese. Whaddabout you?"

"Dayyyyyyyynaaaa Cruz, that's whoooo." Dana Cruz said jumping to her feet, sending Logan back farther in his chair a little more. He didn't understand why this girl was so, uh, perky all the sudden. But oh well. He liked this girl.

"Hey Dana, do you wanna color?" He asked gesturing to the colored pencil box on the sidecounter.
"Sure Loo-gan!" She said happily with a goofy grin on her face. "Let's make friendship drawings! And promise we'll always keep 'em with us forever and ever!" Logan eyed her a little wearily, but agreed.

"Where's tha paper?" Dana asked, looking around the little hut.
"Um, right here." Logan said, looking at some paper with type on it. "Here," He said extending an arm to her, "We'll use this."

So 5 year old Logan Reese, and 5 year old Dana Cruz, sat and colored friendship drawings to eachother, later to be traded, and both of them on their separate cruises back to Florida; Logan back to California, and Dana back to New York.

Author's Note: Okay, so, that was Chapter One out of two. The second one will take place in present day, and that will be the LAST chapter.
And no, no sequals. :-)