"I grew up in a small town outside of London. My family was never rich or made enough money for us to live elsewhere, but that's alright by me. I lived on a street with many older families living there, no place a kid would really want to be. Yet, I did. Next door to me lived a young girl, with curly auburn locks, and rosy cheeks of red. I remember the way her emerald eyes would shine and I knew that today, I'd be getting into trouble. She was my best friend, and my only friend. That would never change, and I would never let anyone take that away. Still, when your young, you never really understand the troubles of life."
"Justin get up! Come on were going to be late, and we won't be able to go into town!" screamed a young girl. The boy she was speaking to sat in the grass, no more than an age of 10, with blond hair that hanged over his eyes in a sort of scruffy look. He slowly opened his eyes, never moving them from the upward look into the sky. "Angela, do you think I'll ever be able to fly?" asked the Justin
"Sure, you will!!, and I'll be your co-pilot!" Angela laughed and fell into the grass beside him looking up at the sky. "Will fly all around the world and see great things together!" Justin smiled and then looked at his watch "Oh no were late!!" he let out, getting up off the grass in a scurry, barely remembering his book bag. Angela sat and rolled her eyes, then got up to follow after him.
The weekly trip to town was a special occasion for the two of them. Justin's parents the Calgory's would take their son and his best friend Angela into London for dinner every week. Justin liked to stop by the model store and buy a new plane model every week to put together, while Angela like to go into the nearest dress shop she could fine. Yet, this time Justin snuck into an old pawn shop beside the model store. He came back out carrying something in his pocket., at the same time Angela and his mother stepped out of the clothing store across the street. Angela had noticed the strange object in Justin's pocket.
"What's that?, you didn't buy a model this time?" she questioned. "No, I decided to spend it on something more special" he replied. "I'm not telling what it is either" he smirked. Angela just stuck her tongue out at him and the four people walked the street to the restaurant.
Later that night Justin looked out his window peeking out it with flashlight in hand. He glared it into the window adjacent to his. The light sprinkling through the window blind hit Angela in her bed, she awoke with a sour and grumpy look. She stumbled to find the window and pulled back the blinds. She opened the window and looked across at Justin halfway sticking out his own.
"What are you doing, we got school in the morning and will get into trouble for being up so late." she said while yawning. Justin clinching something in his left hand, threw the item over to Angela, taking her by surprise and just catching it before falling.
A silver necklace laid in her hand, at the end sat a charm locket. In the shape of a heart. The heart wasn't anything in itself special, but a small keyhole resided on it. Angela looked back up and said "It's very pretty, what is it though, and where's the key". Justin looked at her and took a breath, he reached around his neck and dug into his pajama's. Pulling out a small key that was attached to a chain just like the one he gave her. "Its our heart Angela, as long as you protect the heart and I protect the key to it, will always be friends forever." Angela smiled and seemed to shed a tear. "Thank you" she before putting the necklace on. They both smiled, while slowly going back to bed before they're parents came to check on them.
The school year finished fast for them, and summer had arrived. Neither of them much cared for their school in the first place. The two of them were the only ones to really be friend with each other, and no one rarely talked to either one. Mostly due to the fact that other students seem to think that they were abnormal. Summer had come, and they children went to their spot behind the houses, where a creek and a dead tree stump lay. Where Justin would lay for hours dreaming of flying one day, and Angela would constantly try to push him in the water. Angela was at heart a troublemaker. She liked to go to the places they were not allowed or do things they weren't suppose to, yet Justin felt like he was a part of her, and never really cared.