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James and Carlos laughed over their memory. James caught his breath. "Wow. It was just a tire. It's funny how little things like that were so important to us back then."

"And Kendall was so mean," said Carlos. "When did we become friends with them?"

"The sand pit. A few weeks after the tire thing," answered James.

James and Carlos ran down the slight hill that the playground was set up on. They headed straight for the sand pit. Carlos sat down, not caring that he was getting his pants dirty. "I want to be the frog!"

"You can't be the frog," said James. "If you're the frog, that means I'm the princess. I don't wanna be the princess."

"But you have to be! I'm nothing like a princess!"

"I'm not either!" complained James.

Carlos giggled. "Yeah you are. A little bit."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that you always gotta look perfect," replied Carlos. "You're sitting on the wall right now just so you don't have to get your butt dirty."

"No!" yelled James. He lowered his voice considerably. "I just don't wanna get these pants dirty."

Carlos didn't say anything else. He just giggled some more and shook his head. He looked up, his face falling as someone he did not want to see approached the sand pit.

"Is this your spot, too?" asked Kendall, Logan trailing on his heels as usual.

"No, but we can make it our spot," said James defensively.

Logan sighed. "Can't we all just be friends?"

Carlos and James looked at each other, considerably. After a moment of silent deliberation, Carlos looked at Logan. "If Kendall doesn't kick dirt at us anymore, and if we can play at the tire, too."

"Fine," said Kendall, "but that means me and Logan can play on the swings with you guys."

"Sure," muttered Carlos.

There was another moment of silence, and then Logan asked, "So, what are you guys playing?"

"Our teacher read The Frog Prince to us in class, so we were gonna play that," said James. "We just can't figure out who's gonna be the frog and who's gonna be the princess."

"I told you you have to be the princess!" said Carlos.

"No!" repeated James.

"How about we make the princess a prince instead," suggested Kendall. "That way no one has to be a girl."

"That works!" James agreed. "Kendall, you should be the witch who changed Carlos into a frog, and Logan can be the king."

"Guys can't be witches," said Kendall.

"Not true," protested Carlos. "There's boy witches on Charmed."

"I guess," said Kendall, sighing. "So what do I do?"

"Wave your wand," said Logan, in a duh voice.

Kendall walked a few paces and picked up a short stick. He waved it in front of Carlos and stopped in front of his face, pointing the "wand" right at Carlos's nose. Carlos crouched down like a frog, ribbiting.

James threw a rock a few feet away. Carlos hopped over to it, and James followed him. Carlos held the rock in his hand. "If you give me a kiss, I will give you your ball back."

James pretended to be afraid of the "talking frog", running back to Logan. "Father, a talking frog has my ball, and he says he won't give it back unless I kiss him."

"Don't be silly. Frogs don't talk," said Logan, changing his voice so he sounded royal and sophisticated.

"But Father-"

"No," said Logan. He crossed his arms and turned away from James. "I won't believe it."

Carlos hopped over to Logan and looked up at him. "Please, sir. I need a kiss so that I can be human. I'm under a witch's spell."

"Fine. I'll allow it," said Logan, skipping the part where he freaks out that the frog can talk.

"But Father, I don't want to kiss a frog!" said James loudly.

Carlos hopped over to James and puckered his lips as big as they would go. James started giggling hysterically. "I'm sorry. Carlos, your face looks funny."

Carlos instantly transitioned from frog mode to human mode. He put his hands on his hips. "My face does not look funny!"

"But it did two seconds ago!" laughed James.

"Carlos, you're still a frog!" yelled Kendall.

Carlos looked at Kendall and rolled his eyes, crouching down again. James cleared his throat and looked down at Carlos again. "I suppose I could kiss him and see if he changes into a handsome prince."

James crouched down in front of Carlos and pressed his lips to the corner of Carlos's mouth. Carlos fell backwards onto the ground. James laughed. "Are you okay, Carlos?"

Carlos put his head back on the sand, staring up at the sky. "Yeah. I'm good. I don't think I wanna play anymore. Let's look at the clouds."

Kendall and Logan looked at each other, having a silent conversation of their own. James just shrugged and laid down beside his best friend. Soon, Kendall and Logan joined them. For the rest of recess, the four boys were staring at the clouds and saying what they looked like.

In the present, Carlos smiled. "That was our first kiss."

"Technically," said James. "And I never realized it until now, but you 'fell' because you liked it. That's why you didn't want to finish playing, too, isn't it? You didn't want to marry the prince."

"Yeah, but we eventually did get fake-married," said Carlos.

"Yeah," said James. He pointed to one of the pictures. It was the Polaroid Kendall's mother had taken of James and Carlos's "wedding".

Carlos and James kissed, thinking about the day they were fake-married.

Sorry to cut it off like that, but I want the "wedding" to be a separate chapter. That's what the next chapter will be, so it will be completely flashback. No italics. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I love reviews. Just sayin'. :)