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18 year old Toby Turner sighed as he looked at a picture frame that sat right beside his computer. The more he stared at it, the more it hurt him. The sound of someone knocking on the door to his room snapped him out of his reverie. He quickly wiped away the tears that had been trailing down his cheeks without him noticing and rubbed his face. Toby got up from his rolling chair and opened the door. It was his mom. She stared at him sympathetically.

"He's here..." She spoke quietly, only to have her son nod in response. He silently brushed past her and was about to climb down the stairs but his mom grabbed his shoulder before he could.

"Toby... take as much time as you need."

He turned towards his mom and smiled a little. "Thanks, mom."

"No problem, sweetie." She smiled back. "Now, go have fun. I'll see you later."

"Alright. Bye, mom. I love you!" Toby kissed her cheek quickly before going down the stairs and heading towards the front door. He heard his mom shout an "I love you too!" from upstairs and exited their house. He closed the door behind him and smoothed down his black shirt. When he looked up, standing next to their mailbox was Jack Douglass. Toby's best friend and the cause of his sadness.

Jack looked up when he heard the sound of the door slamming shut. He smiled brightly but Toby saw the sorrow through his brilliant blue eyes.

"Hey." Jack greeted cheerfully as his best friend approached him.

"Hey." Toby responded quietly.

"So, what's the plan for today?"

"I don't know, let's just start walking and plan something along the way. How about it?" Toby suggested, grinning.

"You and your planning skills." Jack rolled his eyes playfully. "But sure, that sounds like a good idea."

They began walking out of their neighborhood, excited to spend their day together.

~x~

Jack and Toby walked around town aimlessly for 15 minutes before going to their local candy store. They hung around there for a little while before heading out again. And so, for 2 and a half hour they just roamed around into random shops at the mall and enjoyed being there with each other.

"You wanna go to the park?" Toby suggested.

"Sure!" Jack nodded, licking his ice cream. "Can't believe it's 7 o' clock already."

"Yeah..." Toby trailed off, realizing that he only had 2 more hours left. "C'mon, let's go there quickly." He grabbed Jack's free hand and broke out into a run with a shocked and unprepared Jack stumbling behind him.

"T- Toby!" Jack shouted, the ice cream falling from his hand and splattering all over the pavement floor. Toby simply laughed. Upon seeing the parks long silver gates, Toby started to slow down.

"Toby!" Jack narrowed his eyes at him. "What the hell, man?"

Toby, however, did not respond. He continued walking straight to a place that he and Jack knew by heart. As Jack saw some of the familiar trees and park benches, he realized where they were headed. There was probably about 10-15 people left in the park and just like any other human being, they paid no attention to the two teenagers walking towards a certain destination hand-in-hand.

After awhile, they were right in front of it. The playground they use to play at before they were consumed by the busyness of their high school lives.

"This brings back so many memories..." Jack whispered.

"Yeah, it definitely does." Toby nodded. Neither of them noticed that they were still holding hands until Toby absentmindedly entwined their hands together. Jack looked down and blushed immediately. He noticed how theirs hand molded so perfectly with each other. It was almost like-

"Oh! Uh... sorry, Jack. I didn't mean to do that." Toby retracted the hand that was holding Jack's hand before awkwardly letting it hang by his side once he noticed Jack looking down at something.

And just like that, the warmth and comfort vanished from Jack's hand. He tried not to show the disappointment and looked the other way so his best friend wouldn't see the tinge of red that colored his cheeks.

Toby could sense the awkwardness that was hanging in the air and decided to lighten up the mood. "Whoever is the last one to get to the swing set is a rotten egg." Toby quickly said and started running towards the swings. As soon as he had finished saying that, he could hear his friend shout a "Hey!" before sprinting after him.

Obviously, Toby was the first to reach the swings. So, by the time Jack reached him, his hazel eyed friend was casually leaning on the metal bars on the swing set and wearing a smug grin.

"You... asshole..." Jack started panting. "You took a head start."

"Bro, you gotta expect the unexpected." Toby chuckled, sitting himself down on one of the swings before pointing to the other one, gesturing for Jack to take the other one. He sat down and began to swing lightly.

"This park is exactly like the one at our that elementary school, isn't it? Remember when we first met each other?" Toby asked, kicking the sand beneath their feet.

"Of course I do! How can I possibly forget the day I met the weirdo who has made my life a living hell?" Jack said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. That only got him a rough punch on the shoulder from his best friend. Jack chuckled, "Ow! Dude! Relax, I was just kidding!"

"Shut up." Toby said, shaking his head.

"All jokes aside, I obviously remember that glorious day." Jack smiled fondly as he reminisced the memories of their childhood.

-x-

11 years ago in the month of May, 6 year old Jack Douglass had to go up in front of his class to do his presentation on the Blue Whale. He'd been nervous at first but soon realized that being up at the front was going to be a lot of fun!

When the teacher finally called on him, he happily grabbed his paper, which had his scribbly hand writing all over it and stood up from his seat, walking up to the front of the class. Jack was really nervous and anyone could tell because of the way he was fidgeting with his paper. He had been staring so intently at the paper in his hand that he didn't even notice one of the out stretched legs of his classmate. And that's when it happened...

He fell. Right in front of the whole class.

His face and ears burned as the sound of laughter reached his ears. He groaned a little when he tried getting. The shock of falling is now hurting his little arms and legs.

"Hahaha! He whines like the big blue whale too!" Someone shouted before everyone started laughing all over again.

"Class! Quiet down! That is not a way to treat another fellow student!" His teacher, Mrs. Marilyn, spoke sternly trying to calm her kindergarteners down and stop hurting Jack's feelings.

Jack could feel the tears building up in his eyes, blurring up his vision. He grabbed his paper and stood up in the progress. He quickly walked back to his desk and plopped down before covering his red face in his arms. They were still laughing and all Jack wanted to do right now was go hide somewhere or at least go home.

"Class-" Mrs. Marilyn tried again but she was cut off by the bell as it rang loudly signaling that it was recess time. All of the little children ran off to the direction of the door, cheerfully.

Jack could hear some of classmates mumble how he's so clumsy and how much of a scaredy cat he was. He sniffled slightly and followed them out before his teacher could confront him about his incident. Shiny hazel eyes followed Jack's movements as he wiped the tears that had ran down his reddened cheeks. He was the only one that didn't laugh but instead felt sympathetic for the light brown haired boy. He looked around noticing that he was the only one in the class now. Standing up, he exited the room and headed down the hallway and outside to the playground they had in front of their school.

This recess, Jack found himself sitting all alone at the far corner of the playground where there was a huge tree shading him from the sun. Jack's knees were pulled up to his chest and his arms wrapped around them. He sat there for quite awhile just listening to the other kids run around and giggling while doing so. Jack then felt someone softly poke him on the shoulder. He looked up and there was a boy with gleaming hazel eyes staring at him. Didn't he see this boy somewhere? Jack couldn't remember at the moment.

The boy in front of him reached into his shorts pocket and grabbed a hold of something before practically shoving the thing in Jack's face. Jack backed up a little to get a good look at the thing. It was a lollipop. Jack looked back at the boy, confusion etched across his face.

"Here. Take it." The hazel eyed boy finally spoke up, waving around the lollipop. Jack hesitantly took it.

"My mommy always gives me a lollipop when I'm upset. So, I thought I'd do the same for you since you were crying." The boy grinned making Jack smile back shyly and nodded a silent 'thank you' appreciating his kind gesture. That's when Jack finally recognized the boy.

"Wait, you're the new student in our class that moved here a few days ago, right?"

"Yep! That's me! My name's Toby! What's yours?" The boy, now better known as Toby, asked giddily.

"Jack. It's nice to meet you." He responded, meekly.

"Right back at ya!" Toby looked around before facing Jack once again. "Hey, do you wanna come play with me?"

Even though he felt mean for doing so, Jack shook his head. "I don't want to go near those kids." Jack pointed to a bunch of children huddled around each other. One of the kids in that circle was the boy who tripped Jack.

Toby looked at the direction Jack pointed to and frowned. "Oh, ok. I guess I could just sit here and talk to you. If you want, that is..."

"You actually wanna stay with me?" Jack asked, bewildered. "Wouldn't you want to go and play with the others?"

"I always play at the sandbox by myself." Toby shrugged.

Not sure what to respond with, Jack simply nodded. He patted the ground beside him gesturing for Toby to sit down next to him. The hazel eyed boy gave him another toothy grin before settling himself down.

From that point on, a beautiful and unbreakable friendship was formed.

-x-
"... Jack? Haha, dude, are you having a flashback or...?" Toby asked, looking at Jack, chuckling silently.

"Huh? Oh, I was just... thinking about some stuff."

"Like our childhood?"

"... You never fail to scare me with your mind reading abilities." Jack stared at him nervously.

"I'm just awesome like that." Toby laughing, swinging a bit more before coming to a stop once again. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting darker. The reddish orange sky had turned dark blue, indicating that it was way past 8 o' clock by now.

"You have to go soon right?" Toby whispered, not bothering to hide the sadness in his voice.

Jack sighed. "Yeah, I do. I should probably go now. I have to help my dad with some of the stuff." He got off the swing and stood up straight. Toby stood up as well and held out his hand towards Jack. The light brown haired teenager just stared at it in confusion.

Toby shrugged. "I'm cold." He said, simply.

"Or you just want to hold hands with me?"

"It could be both, who knows?"

Jack laughed, making Toby's heart flutter at that wondrous sound he had come to love. "Say whatever you want, Turner, but I know for a fact that you find me irresistible."

"Mmm. You know me so well."

Jack's eyebrows furrowed together at the suggestive undertone which made Toby burst out laughing.

"Your face was absolutely priceless!"

All of a sudden, realization just hit Jack like a ton of bricks. These playful banters they have from time to time... he's never going to have those again. Seeing the disappointed look on Jack's face, Toby stopped laughing.

"Dude, is everything ok?" Toby asked, concerned as to why his friend had gotten so silent.

"Y-yeah. Everything's fine." Jack mumbled, offering him a little smile. "Let's go home."

Toby nodded. He knew Jack was upset but he wasn't sure how to cheer him up. After all, moving to a whole new state and having to leave everything behind wasn't exactly the most exciting thing ever. Toby sighed, he felt so useless since he couldn't do anything about it.

They walked back to their neighborhood in silence. Jack stared at the ground, his hair covering his eyes while Toby occasionally glanced at his quiet friend. They slowed down to a stop when they reached the separate paths that would lead them to their respective houses. Jack lived in the left side of the neighborhood while Toby lived on the right.

"So..." Toby started.

"Yeah..." Jack trailed off, scraping his shoes on the sidewalk.

"We're acting like we just came from a date." Toby said, jokingly, trying to ease the tension. He was rewarded with a soft chuckle from his best friend.

"We were on a date." Jack looked up at him finally.

"Yep. You bet we were. The hand holding, the sunset, the romantic atmosphere..." Toby whispered out the last word and came up really close to Jack.

"God... You can be so creepy sometimes. I hope you know that."

"What can I say? I'm a man of many traits." He nuzzled his nose against Jack's, planning on making the boy feel even more awkward then he already felt.

"Ugh. Get awaaay!" Jack laughed, pushing away a grinning Toby. When his laughter died down, he smiled a little.

"It's been nice knowin' ya, buddy." Jack patted Toby on his right shoulder.

Toby slapped his hand away, playfully. "Shut up, you're gonna come visit me sometimes."

"Yeah, maybe after 2 or 3 years."

"Well, who says I can't come and visit you?"

"But you have-"

"Jack, shut up."

The light brown haired boy groaned. He put his hand out, waiting for Toby to shake hands with him.

"Until then, pal." Jack smiled.

"Yeah. See ya, man." Toby grabbed his hand and shook it. After awhile, their hands stopped and Jack was going to pull his hand out Toby's but the taller boy tugged on his hand, making Jack stumble forward since he wasn't expecting that tug. He fell on Toby's chest and felt his friends arms wrap themselves around his shoulders. Toby placed his head in the crook of Jack's neck and whispered, "I... I'm going to miss you..."

The tone of Toby's voice completely broke Jack's heart. He could feel the tears that were building up in his eyes. Jack wound his arms around Toby's waist and hugged him tight.

"I'm going to miss you too." Jack murmured, squeezing his eyes shut. He sniffled slightly before pulling away and offering Toby one last smile.

"I'll be sure to email you when I get there."

"Ok." Toby nodded. They both mumbled their goodbyes and Jack started walking back to his house, keeping his head hung low. Toby stared at Jack's back for a few seconds before heading in the direction of his home.

As they turned around to look back at each other one last time, they smiled, having the same thought in their heads as they stared at one another.

'I love you.'


Yeah... :P
That little flash back over there, is actually what happened to me as a child but re-wrote it a little of course! xD
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