Disclaimer: On the good ship lollipop... Author Note: In present time, Evan is 15 and Pietro is 16.
Friends No Matter What
Part 1 - 5 years ago
By Travis Blink
 ************************************************************************** ~Present Day~ Evan stared out the train window and watched the tunnel's walls go by. He was sleepily and wanted to take a nap but he never could go to sleep on moving objects. Aunty O, on the other hand, could. Evan couldn't image how she did it. There she was, sleeping and not even drooling. She had a lot of class. So, with nobody to talk to, Evan was left to his own mind. Coming back to New York City after being away so long in Bayville felt weird. He wondered if he remember everything. The smells, the noise, the sights. He also wondered if any of his old friends would remember him. Or would it be like the first time he came to the City. Friendless and all alone. He'd probably would have reminded friendless and alone if it weren't for Pietro Maximeff. ************************************************************************** ~ 5 years ago ~ 3rd grade ended three days ago and Evan could already tell that it was going to be the worst summer in his life. The Daniels had moved to New York City the day after 3rd grade ended from Washington D.C. One may say that Evan had moved from one inner city to another, but Evan didn't care. This place was new to him and he didn't have any friends here. "Evan, we're here honey." Mrs. Daniels said to her son gently. She knew that he didn't want to be here, but there was nothing she could do about it. Still, it hurt her to see her son so sad. "Yeah, whatever," mumbled Evan. The movers had already moved in all the furniture and boxes. So at least the house wouldn't be empty. Mrs. Daniels parked the car and they piled out. Mr. Daniels had arrived in the city the day before to help the movers, so he was already there. He came out the front door and waved to his wife and son. "Hi Viv," Mr. Daniels came down the steps and gave Mrs. Daniels a kiss on the cheek. Turning to his son, he said, "Hey Evan. Why don't you go up and check out your new room?" "Whatever." He headed up the steps. His room was upstairs and at the back of the house. It was all white and bare, except for all the boxes and his furniture. His bed was in a corner, the mattress naked of sheets. Evan crossed the room and sat on the bed. He pulled his knees up to his chest, feeling pretty miserable. "Hey, Kid!" Evan looked up and out the window that was directly opposite his bed. There, leaning out of the neighbor's window, was a young boy about Evan's age. He had white hair and pale skin. "What?" called back Evan. "Wanta come over and play my new video game with me?" Staring, Evan said, "I don't know you." "I'm Pietro Maximeff." Evan walked over to the window. "Evan Daniels." "Can you come over now?" Smiling, Evan said, "Yeah. Sure." ************************************************************************** Pietro tossed his controller down. "Want to go outside?" "Yeah." Evan was grateful. They had played five games and Pietro had won them all. "Cool. Let's go." They headed out of the Maximeff's rec room to the backyard. Pietro quickly started to climb one of the trees. "I thought that there weren't any trees in New York." said Evan. "Or backyards." "There isn't that many." Pietro looked down at him. "My mom says we're lucky to get one." Evan had met Mrs. Maximeff. She had given him a cookie and Evan thought she was pretty nice. For a mom. "What do your parents do for a living, Daniels?" asked Pietro. "Well," started Evan. "My dad's a policeman and my mom's a lawyer. What do your parents do?" "My mom's a schoolteacher." "And your dad?" "Don't have one." "Pietro Maximeff!" called a girl's voice. Evan looked up to see a girl about the boys' ages leaning out the window. It must be a family thing. "Mom told you to stop climbing that tree. Remember what happened last summer?" "Mind your own business Wanda!" yelled Pietro. "What happened last summer?" asked Evan. "Dumb butt over there fell out of the tree. He broke his leg." yelled Wanda. The wind blew her long brown hair into her face. "Go away Wanda!" "Fine. But don't come crying to me when mom yells at you." Wanda slammed the window shut. "Who was that?" asked Evan. "Just my twin sister." answered Pietro. "She's a dog." "I don't know." said Evan. "I think she's kinda pretty." "Man, that's gross." said Pietro. "Come on. I'll teach you how to climb a tree."