It was our last day of elementary school. Marco and I sat in the cafeteria we knew so well and ate our last meal together.
A few other kids sat with us and talked, "Hey Did you hear about the new girl?"
"A new girl?" Marco looked confused. "On the last day of school?"
"Yeah! Her family just moved here and- oh! There she is!" He pointed to a girl who was just coming out of the line.
She looked exactly like Sasha Braus. When I say exactly. I mean right down to the eye color.
Marco and I glanced at each other, at least we both know who that is.
She looked around with a tray full of food and smiled at our table. "Jean! Marco! Its great that you guys are together again!"
"Is that really you Sasha?" Marco said in a soft voice, knowing that all of the kids would think they were crazy because they weren't even using their real names.
"Yep! Its all me!" She said with a mouth full of... Well. Whatever slop they fed us that day.
"Welcome back potato girl." I said with a smirk. "Oh.. Whats your real name by the way?"
She grinned. "Thats the best part. My real name is Sasha Braus! I was born into my own family years down the line!" She smiles. "And they named me Sasha."
Sasha, Marco, and myself talked for the rest of the day. About the past.. About the future..
We talked about what we would do in middle school
"Hey! Are you gunna finish that?"
The lunch table burst out into laughter.