"It's been two years, you must have a girl friend by now."

"Nope," he pops the P and leans against the wall, "I could say the same to you. And I waited for you to find me. I knew you would." He turns to look at me, his glasses reflecting the llights of moving cars. A smile curves across his features. The smile hadn't changed, the boy has, he is different, free, careless.

"But two years how could you? You have girls all over you."

"I waited for you." He opens his arms and I fly into them, we embrace, I feel his warmth. His solidarity hadn't changed, he just feels safe, undamaged, even though I know the truth. I hold him forever until BANG!

A blonde girl with a very very short skirt, and very very high heels totters out. Her face catches the light an I see a mass of make up smeared across her. She has a tattoo on her shoulder saying Four ever. One of Tobias' s albums. I look at him, he rolls his eyes mouthing. 'I know her, and hate her stay quiet and things will be fine.' She wobbled across the lawn and down the steps next to us,

"Four!" She giggled, "Four, I know you are here somewhere. You still need to do what we planned, remember. A boy would be Evan a girl would be Isha." She turns around and see' s us.

"Potia, go away I don't like you."

"There you are! Who is that? Oh, it's just goth girl, get away from her Four."

"No thanks, Go away."

"No ickle Fourikins." She stepped forward and tried to kiss him.

"No you don't." He growled, pushing his hands into her chest she stumbled and fell on her bottom on the bench, "Never do that again."

"But Four we are..."

"Never going to meet again I hope."

"You don't have a girlfriend. And I'm very pretty." I sniggered into my hand, covering my mouth. "Shut up goth, you are only here because ddaddy is clever. Unlike you."

"I do have a girlfriend, oh yeah." Four seemed a bit behind, he spun to face me and smiled. "Will you go out with me?"

"Is this a renewal?"

"Oui!"

"Then yes." I leant back against the wall, crossing my arms. Four turned back to Portia to see her running up the steps, holding her heals to move faster.

"You did this you know." I stepped out the shadows, "You are the reason I'm getting D' s, listen to rock and cry when Sky full of Stars comes on."

He looks down at me and removes his glasses, taking my face in his hands he pushes it up so I look into his eyes.

The blue hadn't changed, like somebody took midnight and pushed it in. You can see the stars when he becomes happy of excited. A deep blue ring darker than the rest, circles the outside and its very slightly lighter in the middle. His eyes engulf me and force me to stare into their depth.

"Did you mean it?" I whisper,

"I live next door to you now, so nothing will change. And yes I meant every single sylabul.

I look into his eyes and something in them makes me believe this might be my dream come true.