Fourteen years ago

I took the hose, which was already spurting water, and put it in the pool. Apparently Ty didn't agree with this. He took it out of the pool and put his thumb on the water. "Daddy taught me how to do this," He said as the water jetted out of the hose and sprayed me in the face.

"Ow!" I screamed.

He put the hose back in the pool and got a towel. "Sorry," He muttered.

Ten years ago

I grabbed the flower that Tyson had given me off the table and tucked it behind my ear. I looked at myself in the mirror and felt extremely successful.

Ty said the flower would match my dress and my mother said the dress brought out my deep green eyes. They were both correct.

The dress had blue and green flowers splotched all over it making my green eyes boom. My dark brown hair settled in ringlets on my shoulders. The flower was beautiful and matched my dress extraordinarily.

The doorbell rang and I ran to answer it. Tyson stood there in a plaid shirt and khakis. He smiled "You look really pretty."

I blushed, "Thank you."

Four years ago

"Nick!" I whined. "Please teach me!"

He sighed and held up his guitar. "You see this?"

Now it was my turn to sigh. "Yes! We go through this every time I ask you."

He began his speech so I started talking with him. "This instrument isn't easy to play. It'll take time and knowing you, you're going to want to know how to play instantly. I'm not a magician I can't poof guitar skills onto you."

He gave me his wow that was unnecessary look and said, "You didn't have to mock me."

I smiled. "I know but I really want to play!"

"Fine!"

Two years ago

The music blares within the school gym. Ty and Nick are up on the stage with Jake and Nathan playing one of their songs. Andrew's been acting strange all night. I walk over to the punch bowl where he stands by himself. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.

He looks at me, his expression completely depressed. "I think we should break up."

My heart sinks. He's not breaking up with me here. No, not now. I look over at the stage where Ty and Nick are completely oblivious to everything. Until Ty looks over at me. His brows furrow as he sings the words to his song. Nick follows his gaze and his brows furrow too. I turn back to Andrew "Why?" a tear runs down my cheek.

He wipes my tear away with his thumb. "I see the way you look at Tyson. I feel like I'm keeping you apart. I'd love to stay friends, though." he wraps his arms around me.

I nod. "I'd like that too."

I look back over at the stage and Ty sees my tears. He jumps down from the stage swinging his bass behind his back. Nick looks completely horrified. Oh god; he's gonna punch him. I walk over to him and try to stop him. Everyone's looking now and it's gone completely silent.

"Don't hurt him!" I whisper.

"Jamey! He hurt you!" He says much louder than intended.

I take his hand and drag him out of the back way of the gym. I make sure the doors shut tight then pray for Nick to go on without him. A second later Nick starts talking and the crowd resumes what they were doing before.

"I'm fine Ty, really I'm okay," I say before he can say anything.
He starts pacing, still frustrated. "You're sure I don't need to kick his ass?" he looks at me with his electric blue eyes.

"Yes!" I shout. He comes over and wraps his arms around me. I let out a sob. We stand there; arms wrapped around each other, until he pulls away and intertwines his fingers in mine, then start walking towards home.

I stop him," Wait, what about Nick?"

"He'll understand," He says simply and keeps walking.