This chapter will be WAAAAAY less dark and depressing.

-B is for Best Friend-

I do remember how I met Martin. Even though it was years ago.

I was six and I was going to start first grade. But the day before, my mother was taking me to the ice cream parlor. You see, I always got ice cream the day before school started. It was one of the only times I ever got ice cream when I was younger. Anyway, we were in line and I was standing next to my mother closely.

I looked around the room and I saw a little boy, about my age, sitting by himself at a table. I looked up at my mother to make sure she wasn't watching, and I walked over to the table. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that he was not only alone, but he also looked scared, nervous and upset. "What's wrong?" I asked him quickly as I reached the table.

He looked at me cautiously for a moment but didn't say anything.

"It's okay. You can trust me," I said.

He hesitated for a moment before saying quietly, "I can't find my mom."

"Oh," I started. "Well, I'll help you find her." I said, coming up and sitting on the chair next to him.

He seemed to brighten up a little, "Really?"

"Sure!" I smiled at him, "Where did you last see her?"

"Um... well, we were walking in. And then she said she would be right back and I haven't seen her since," he answered.

"Okay, well, let's look for her." I suggested as I hopped off the chair and landed on my feet. He hopped down too. It was kind of awesome, because we were about the same height and I'm usually taller than most of my friends.

We walked around and ran into a lot of people that were most definitely not his mother. In fact, we ran into one guy that offered us candy which we, of course, didn't accept.

"So, what's your name?" I eventually asked as we started to check the little tables outside the ice cream place.

"Martin," he said, pushing up his glasses. "What's yours?" he asked me.

"I'm Preston," I answered, feeling happy that I had supposedly made a new friend. You see, I was not the most socially popular little boy in the world. We smiled at each other and only a few seconds later, I crashed into something or someone.

I actually fell to the ground. After I recovered from my shock, I looked up. There was a woman there and she towered over me. Really. She was really tall. She had long brown hair and she looked pretty concerned, "Oh my! Are you alright?" she asked, kneeling down.

I nodded, and stood up. Then Martin suddenly exclaimed, "Momma!"

The woman, who was apparently Martin's mother, looked at my new friend and Martin literally jumped into her arms. She hugged him, "Where have you been, Martin?" she asked, not sounding upset, but relieved. Obviously, I had been forgotten. Or so I thought.

"I...I couldn't find you!" Martin replied, "Preston helped me look for you!"

Martin's mother looked back at me, "Well, thank you,Preston, for helping Martin."

"You're welcome, ma'am," I replied quietly.

Suddenly, I heard a very upset voice from behind me, "Preston James!" I turned around quickly. It was my mother. I had completely forgotten about her!

With no way to escape I just said, "Hi mom..."

"Where have you been, mister? I was worried sick!" she stomped up to me. She never got upset like this, which made it all the scarier.

"I... I was...uhm, h-helping Martin find his mom," I stuttered.

She stopped and looked at Martin, who was still in the arms of his mother, and she the anger seemed to disappear from her face all together. She sighed. "Alright," she started, "But next time, please tell me before you wander off. I don't know what I would do without you."

"Sorry, mom." I said, hanging my head in shame.

She smiled at me warmly, "It's okay, hon." she then said, "But, now, we are going home."

"Okay," I said quietly. I guess I wasn't getting ice cream this year. I turned to Martin, "Will I see you at school?" I asked him.

He nodded and I smiled.

You could not imagine how ecstatic we were to find out that we were in the same classroom. Over the course of the school year, we grew gradually closer to a point where we were practically inseparable. And that is the point where I knew that I had a new best friend.

Ta-DA! I hope you like it. Even though I think it isn't half as good as the first chapter. But whatever. I still think it's decent. Thank you to all the people who reviewed this, specifically Satellites on Parade and Anon. Because they made me super ecstatic. But none the less I love everyone who reviewed. Next is 'C' and I'm very excited.