"Jane, have a wonderful year at boarding school, sweetheart," Gwen Winthrop tearfully hugged her seven-year-old daughter, being careful not to stain her brand new cashmere sweater.

"I will, mommy," the enthusiastic little girl smiled, her excitement showed greatly on her happy face.

Jane Marie Winthrop clutched her backpack, filled with all of her school supplies, and stood with her mother to watch her driver unload and carry her luggage to her room. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled into two long and gently curly ponytails. Gwen looked down lovingly at her daughter, thinking of how fast she had grown.

"Mommy, I see Lindsay, can I go to her?" Jane pleaded.

"Of course," Gwen smiled. She couldn't deny Jane a single thing and she certainly couldn't deny her seeing her friend just because she would miss her, "Can you introduce your friend to me, baby?"

"Yeah! Come on, mommy!" Jane grabbed her mother's arm and dragged her to meet her friend Lindsay.

As soon as Lindsay came into view, Gwen's heart started pounding and she felt oddly familiar. Gwen didn't know why, though, because Jane hadn't even introduced the two yet. However, Lindsay still reminded Gwen of someone she used to know a long time ago. Her big brown eyes, silky light brown, almost blonde, hair, and her dark tan skin couldn't help but upset Gwen.

"Lindsay, its me, Jane!" Jane went screaming to Lindsay and the two girls shrieked loudly. They had obviously missed each other very much, "Mommy, this is Lindsay and Lindsay this is my mommy!"

"Hi, Mrs. Winthrop," Lindsay smiled charmingly.

Gwen felt her heart melt at the girl's cute smile and friendly eyes, "Hello, Lindsay, nice to meet you!"

"We're going to go now, mommy. I'm going to miss you!" Jane sighed.

Gwen embraced her daughter once again and watched her skip arm in arm with Lindsay into the halls of Montgomery Prep Boarding School. Just three more months until Christmas and I'll see Janie, again, Gwen thought as she headed back to her car, her driver waiting patiently in the driver's seat.

"I'm glad to be back," Jane giggled as she flopped down onto her bed.

"Me, too," Lindsay sighed.

The two girls were hanging out in the room that they were assigned and waited for the arrival of their room moderator. Being only six and seven-year-olds, they of course had to have someone watching over them.

"I miss my mommy and daddy, though," Lindsay pouted as she took out the picture of her mother and father from her suitcase.

"We only just got here!" Jane giggled.

"Yeah, but my driver drove me here because mommy and daddy had to do work," Lindsay grumbled. She placed the picture carefully back into her suitcase and laid back down on her bed, awaiting the arrival of her room moderator while Jane chattered on and on.

"Gee, I really hope our room moderator is Miss West because she's really nice!" Jane hoped.

"Yeah, she is and I hope she's our moderator, too! It'd be really stinky to have to live with Ms. Deuce for an entire school year!" Lindsay wrinkled her nose in disgust, remembering back to her preschool days – just a year ago – when she went to Montgomery Prep every morning for daycare preschool. That was when she lived closer to the school in Montville but now she lived in Harmony, where her parents used to live.

"She wasn't very nice," Jane agreed.

For being only six-years-old and seven-years-old, Lindsay and Jane were very sophisticated and had advanced vocabulary. They were starting kindergarten that year but were asked to join second grade, both declining after reasoning with their parents that they would miss their friends too much.

"I wish the maids would get here to put our things away," Lindsay moaned. Maids at Montgomery Prep were required to clean up the rooms of students as well as put their belongings away at their arrival. Basically, everything was taken care of so that the children could spend more time on their studies.

"Oh, I can put my own things away, because at my house we don't any maids!" Jane said excitedly. She jumped off her bed and quickly unpacked her suitcase and messily dumped its contents in her drawer and started shuffling it around, hoping to make it look neater.

"No, thanks. I'd much rather eat my mommy's broccoli and ketchup soup!" Lindsay pretended to barf.

Knock-Knock

"Come in," Jane shouted cheerfully, still giggling at the thought of Lindsay's mother's broccoli and ketchup soup.

"Hello, girls, I am your moderator, Mrs. Lemmings," a kind and gently voice called.

"Mrs. Lemmings!" Lindsay and Jane giggled, jumping into the arms of their second favorite teacher.

"I'm glad you aren't a mean-face teacher!" Lindsay smiled.

"Me too," Mrs. Lemmings laughed. "Excuse me, I have to bring my suitcase in!"

Mrs. Lemmings walked outside to retrieve her suitcase while Jane went up to Lindsay and said, "I can't wait for this year to start! Promise to be my best friend this year?"

"I promise to be your best friend forever!" Lindsay giggled.

The two girls pinky promised and hugged each other, each delighted to have acquired a best friend. Though they were best friends since preschool, they now were best friends for eternity.