Toy Story & Monsters Inc. Crossover

Author's note- ignore tickets years and any other years displayed on Andy's board in Toy Story 3. I have no rights or claim to any Disney movie. By the way, I imagine the Lightyear movie came out when Andy and such were kids. One reason Buzz was popular.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Monsters Inc. or Toy Story or any Disney… think I forgot to add in first chapter. Oops.


Toys, Monsters, & Time

Chapter 6- The Future is Coming

Mary feels lighter than air after her first performance. She isn't worried about the others after that. She receives numerous compliments from people of all ages. Her favorite is a group of little girls that give her a big hug at the end. Her friends only go to one more performance. Except Andy. He goes to all three performances of that weekend and the three of the following weekend. Her father attends four of them with her siblings coming to almost as many. Mrs. Davis and Molly even go to a few.

The rumors of Mrs. Fishner handing her the role for less-than-ideal reasons dies after that first night. The cast treats her well as she does the same. She doesn't know if she'd call them friends, but they're definitely friendly. That's the best she could have hoped for.

April 30th, 2006, Sunday

Mary is up in her room working on some homework. By looking through his window, Mary can tell Andy is playing some games on his TV. She laughs as he gets particularly upset at losing. He looks up and sees her gaze. Andy waves. Mary waves back with a smile.

"Mary! Someone is here to see you!" Mr. Gibbs calls.

That puzzles her. Who could it be? The most logical guess is staring at her from his room. April always calls if she's coming over. The guys don't come over just to see her. It could be Lauren. She has a habit of showing up unannounced occasionally.

It isn't Lauren.

Mary is surprised to see Sam standing at her doorstep. His hands are folded behind his back. A smile graces his lips. Mary isn't sure what to do. Invite him in? Shoo him away?

"Um hi?" Mary decides.

Maybe this is a quick "you-forgot-this-in-the auditorium" front door kind of talk.

"Hi," Sam's smile grows. "Sorry to come suddenly. I would have called if I could."

He didn't have her number. She asked so they could practice together but he refused.

"It's okay…" Mary still tries to figure out the situation.

"I promise not to take too much of your time. I just wanted to stop by and see if you were free tonight."

"Tonight? Is there a play thing? I thought the cast party last night was the last commitment."

Did that make her seem stupid?

"Not a cast thing. I want to take you out on a date."

"On a date?" Mary echoes again. Now she feels even more on edge. "…why?"

"I know I was rude to you, spreading those rumors. They weren't true. I was just worried that a newbie would mess up the play. Not that's any reason for me to have done it."

"You don't have to take me on a date to apologize. Not that you did," Mary mumbles the last part.

"I am sorry, but that's not why I want to take you on a date. Being on stage with you all those times showed me how amazing you are. You can't deny our chemistry," Sam pulls a daisy from behind his back.

He offers Mary the flower who takes it with a nervous hand.

"Oh thanks. But that was just us acting."

"You think that was all acting?"

Mary thinks about it. She did enjoy that Sam was her prince. Even if he had been rude to her. Staring lovingly at him every day. Kissing him. She felt like they had a connection. But that was all a role they had to play, right?"

"I don't know," Mary admits honestly.

"All I'm asking is for one date. If there's nothing between us, then we can call it a celebration between co-stars. But if it's everything I think it'll be, I'll ask you on another date," Sam suggests.

Mary nods.

"Okay. One date," Mary promises.

Sam's smile returns.

"Great. I'll be back at six. Is that alright?"

"Sure. I'll see you then."

Mary shuts the door once Sam leaves. She's not sure she heard the conversation right. Sam Daniels aka top 5 most desirable seniors just asked her on a date. And she said yes. Back up in her room, Mary twirls the daisy in her fingers. She hears a window being open.

"Where did you get the flower?" Andy voices.

Mary widens the gap in her already opened window.

"Sam gave it to me. He was just downstairs."

"Sam? Why? What did he want?" Andy's mood sours.

Mary bites her lip. Should she tell Andy about the date? Every time Sam is brought up, he always gets in a bad mood. He's still pissed about what he said to her.

"He asked me on a date."

"What an idiot," Andy scoffs.

"I said yes…"

"What! Why?!"

"It's one date."

"So? You don't owe him anything."

"He apologized for what he did. And he wants to see if our chemistry is real."

"Your chemistry? You mean when you were acting?"

"I don't know," Mary whispers.

"What?"

"I don't know!" Mary shouts. "I don't know if it was just acting."

"Mary, he hurt you."

"Lots of people do and I forgive them. You've never had a problem with it before. Why are you so against me going on this date."

"I just don't want you to get hurt."

"I'll be okay. I'm not expecting much so he can't disappoint me."

"When is it?"

"Tonight."

"Tell me about it after?"

"Promise."

Despite her assurance to Andy, Mary still felt nervous when Sam came to pick her up. He pulled up in his convertible and if that didn't impress her, the bouquet of flowers certainly did. Her worries seemed to vanish, only to be replaced by a warm smile.

"Flowers? Even after my daisy earlier?" Mary breathes in their lovely scent.

"Of course. One is not enough for someone like you. You may want to put them in some water though."

"Right. You can come in if you like. I will warn you my dad will try… talking to you."

"I'd love to come in."

Sam follows Mary inside into the kitchen. She searches the cupboards for a vase. Mr. Gibbs stands from the couch.

"Sam, so glad you came in," Mr. Gibbs makes his way over.

"Dad," Mary warns.

"It's alright," Sam refers to Mary. "It's understandable that a father would want to meet the boy that's taking his daughter out. I was going to ask him some questions too. Like what time would you like her home?"

Mr. Gibbs eyes him suspiciously.

"No later than ten-thirty," Mr. Gibbs answers.

"Perfect. We'll be back by then. Anything else I should know?" Sam nods.

"I'm a heart surgeon, so you hurt my daughter, I'm the only one that knows how to keep your heart beating," Mr. Gibbs relays.

"Flowers are in the vase! Let's go," Mary pulls on Sam's arm.

She drags him out of the house and shuts the front door. Only then does she realize her touch. Mary pulls away with a blush.

"Sorry," Mary apologizes.

"That's alright. Shall we?" Sam offers his hand.

Mary grabs it. They walk down the steps to his car. Sam opens the door for her and shuts it after she sits down. Mary is surprised how easy conversation flows. Sam asks most of the questions, but he doesn't seem to mind. Neither does she. Conversation was never her strong suit. The wind blows through her hair. She laughs but wonders if bugs will fly into her mouth.

"So, I'm not sure what you would rather do, go see a movie or dinner?" Sam informs.

"Hmm, I guess it depends what movies are out."

"Good point. We can look at our options if we don't find anything, there's a nice restaurant a block over we can go to. Sound good?"

"Sounds perfect."

They find a parking spot on the street and walk to the theater. The two of them browse the selections.

"I could see RV," Sam leans in closer. "But what do you think?"

Mary only nods, not trusting her throat. Sam buys the tickets then they head to the food line. Mary pulls out some money, but Sam insists on paying for that too.

"Shouldn't I pay for something? It seems fair."

"What kind of guy would I be if I let you pay on the first date?"

"What if this is the only date?" Mary teases.

Sam laughs.

"Then the guy should still pay, because it might be his fault the date didn't go so well."

"Alright. I guess I'll let you pay. I wouldn't want to damage your ego."

"Trust me, my ego is fine."

"Oh, I know."

Sam and Mary find a spot in the middle to claim. They eat popcorn and drink soda. The movie ends just before eight thirty. The two end up walking around and getting some ice cream. They sit in a park for another hour. Sam brings Mary home just after ten fifteen. Sam doesn't get out of the car right away.

"I had a good time," Sam smiles.

"Me too," Mary echoes.

"Good enough for a second date?" Sam looks to be holding his breath.

"Yeah. I'd like that," Mary finds herself saying.

Sam leans forward and Mary follows. The kiss is sweet and makes Mary's heart skip a beat. Even with the same lips this kiss seems so much better than any from the play. Maybe because it's real. Maybe because he's not holding back. Mary pulls back with a smile.

"Still want that second date?" Mary feels self-conscious.

"Oh yeah. I was right. There's definitely something between us."

Mary relays everything to Andy, who doesn't say much about it. He promises to be cool as long as Sam does the same. But over the next week Andy and Sam don't spend any time together. That also means Andy and Mary don't spend that much time together. On Saturday, Andy and Mary are working on homework in the treehouse. Though they're much bigger, they still spend time up there now and then. Andy watches Mary as she writes out some math problems. He clears his throat.

"Excited for prom?" Andy probes.

Their conversations have been a little strained lately, but he knows she's excited for the dance.

"Oh yes!" Mary beams. "I found the perfect dress. I can't wait."

"Me too. I mean I'm excited for prom," Andy corrects. "I'm also excited that we're all going as friends."

Mary stops her pencil. The sudden movement causes an exaggerated line to appear. She bites her lip.

"Sam asked me yesterday," Mary's voice is lowered.

"And you didn't tell me?"

"I was going to. I was thinking about how to bring it up."

"How about "guess what Andy, I'm ditching you to go with my terrible boyfriend!" That would suffice!"

The conversation becomes heated.

"He's not terrible! And I'm sorry I'm going but we agreed to all go as friends if we didn't have dates."

"Well, I've could have asked loads of girls, but I wanted it to be the seven of us!"

"Then ask a girl! That's never stopped you before."

"What does that mean?"

"Since when is it okay for you to ask girls out but when I get a boyfriend it's not okay?

"Maybe if it was someone else."

"Oh, am I supposed to get your blessing on the guys I can date?"

"No. But maybe not date the first guy that shows a bit of interest in you. Especially when he's an asshole."

"Then maybe a guy who really cares about me should ask me out first. We're not all superstars like you Andy, sometimes we take what we can get. And for me, this is the first guy who's liked me. Cared about me at all in that way. For you to take that away from me, it's selfish. Ask a girl to prom if you want, ask them all! No matter I'd still support you like I've always done."

"You weren't so supportive of Hailey."

Mary feels like bursting into tears. Instead, she gathers her things and heads for the exit.

"I can't believe you."

Andy immediately feels regret.

"Wait, M. I'm sorry. That was uncalled for."

She doesn't stop though. Mary makes it to the bottom before going inside her house. Andy groans and hits his head on the wall, willing the stupid to fall out. Mary ignores Andy for the following two weeks. Not that he blames her. As long as he's not supportive about her relationship with Sam, Andy has a feeling he'll get the silent treatment. Andy does end up asking a girl to prom. Anything to distract him from the fact Mary won't be with them.


May 20th, 2006, Saturday

The night of prom, Andy exits the front door. He's on his way to pick up his date when he notices Mary sitting on her porch steps. Her head is leaning on her hand that's propped up on her leg. She looks absolutely miserable. Everything else forgotten, Andy heads across the grass.

"Hey," Mary's somber voice barely reaches his ears.

She doesn't even look up at him. Her eyes distant, worlds away. Up close though, Andy can see Mary has been crying. Some of her make-up is ruined. Her neatly pinned up hair has fallen out in some areas.

"I thought Sam was picking you up earlier to take you out to dinner," Andy bravely ventures.

Mary stiffens. She sighs heavily. Still, she doesn't look up at him. Even when she replies.

"We've been fighting," Mary shares. News to him. "He wanted… different things."

Different things? Meaning?

"But I wouldn't give in to them," Mary continues.

Oh.

"What an ass," Andy swears.

Andy worries he's angered her again, but instead Mary smiles.

"He is," Mary agrees before becoming solemn. "Is it pathetic to heartbroken over an ass?"

"Nah," Andy sits down beside her. "He was still your first boyfriend."

"For not even three weeks."

"Still counts."

"I guess. At least he wasn't my first kiss. I'm glad it wasn't him."

"Me too."

The two smile at each other. Andy reaches over and cleans up her make-up under her eye with his thumb. He pulls away.

"Anyway, you should get going. The others will be waiting for you."

It's at that moment that Andy realizes Mary doesn't know he has a date. To be honest, he forgot in the moment.

"You're not going to prom anymore?"

Mary shakes her head.

"I'm not really in a party mood. Plus, what if he's there? I'm probably better just sitting here until prom is over, so my dad doesn't know."

"He thinks you left already?"

Mary nods.

"I love him, but I didn't want to explain what was going on."

"I get that."

"Anyway, go. Seriously. Don't be late for me."

Andy stands and holds out his hand. Mary looks up at his eyes, puzzled. He offers a smile.

"Screw prom. You think I'd really go if my best friend wasn't going? Anywhere is better than that stuffy place anyway."

"You're going to ditch for me?"

"I'm not a fan of dances anyway. Plus, if Sam is there and I see him, I can't promise not to punch his pathetic face."

Mary stops herself from laughing. She takes his hand and Andy helps her stand.

"So where to then?"

"It's a surprise. If you want, you can use our bathroom to clean up. My mom and Molly aren't home. I'll wait in the car."

"Sure, thanks."

Mary heads inside. Andy pulls out his phone to call someone.

"Hey Andy! You already at the dance? What a dork," Lance answers.

"No. But can I ask you for a favor?"

"Depends…"

"You know Rebecca Harden?"

"Kind of. Isn't she the girl you ditched us for?"

"Um yeah, about that… I'm not going to prom. So could you take her in my place?"

"What?! Why aren't you going?!"

"It's complicated. I'm hanging out with Mary instead. And–"

"–Wait. Why isn't Mary going? I thought she also ditched us to go with Sam."

"I'll explain later. Can you please just take Rebecca?"

Lance sighs.

"Send me her address," Lance agrees half-heartedly.

"Thanks! I owe you!" Andy hangs up before Lance can change his mind.

Mary comes out a minute later looking clean and beautiful. Now Andy finally takes in her appearance. She's wearing a hot pink, tulle mini cocktail dress. It reaches a few inches above her knees. It's spaghetti strapped with a V-neck. Her hair is twisted in ways Andy doesn't know how anyone could comprehend and tied up in a bun. A few strands fall next to her cheek. She smiles.

"I'm ready."

Andy is kind of glad Sam ditched Mary. No way he deserves to go to the prom with her. No wonder he tried things or at least wanted to try things beyond appropriate. No wait. Andy didn't mean he should… He shakes his head to clear those weird thoughts. Mary tilts her head.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just… you look beautiful."

Mary smiles with a slight blush.

"And you look handsome. Like you're going to a funeral or something," Mary teases.

"I offer you a real compliment and that's the best you can do?"

"Well I'm assuming you picked the outfit and not your mother."

"Meaning what!"

Mary chuckles.

"Nothing. You look perfect. I feel almost guilty pulling you away from prom."

"Probably a good thing I don't go then. If you think I look perfect, then just think of what all the other girls would think. They'd fight over me all night!" Andy grins.

Mary rolls her eyes.

"Let's go Romeo. You said we were going somewhere, right?"

Andy opens the passenger car door for her and shuts it behind her. They drive in silence. Andy can't tell how Mary is feeling. Which sucks because he used to always know. He could read her mind without so much as a glance. Now he's lost. When did that happen? Was it Sam that caused some sort of barrier over her mind or has it been longer than that? Mary's smile widens when she sees their destination.

"I think we might be a little over dressed for this place."

"You kidding? I think we look perfect," Andy emphasizes.

The smell of pizza and sounds of machines fills the air. Fills her senses. The crowd consists of older middle schoolers and some younger high school students. Mary stands in the center allowing the memories of the place to come to her. She smiles. They haven't been here in a while. Out of all the places he could have taken her tonight, Andy brings her here. And it's perfect. Andy returns with numerous tokens.

"Think you've still got it?" Andy goads.

"Oh, you're going down," Mary grins mischievously.

Each game they play is a competition. With her heels long forgotten, Mary has an easier time beating Andy in most of the games. After an hour or so of playing, they run out of tokens. A pile of tickets takes their place. Andy gathers them all, causing Mary to raise a cautious eyebrow.

"Don't you trust me?"

"On most days," Mary relents. "It better be something good."

"It will," Andy winks. "I promise."

Like an un-stealthy thief in the night, Andy maneuvers his way to the ticket counter. Mary's eyes are blocked by a row of games. Whatever Andy picks will be a surprise. She returns to her pizza and soda. The grease soaks her finger tips. After wiping her hands, Mary surveys her dress. It looks clean and undamaged. The same can't be said for her feet. They feel dirty. Stiletto heels are never a good option when you actually want to walk. Not for her anyway. The sounds of people have reduced significantly. Most everyone has gone home. She can actually hear the music now.

Andy returns empty-handed. Mary narrows her eyes.

"Where is my prize?"

"Is that all you can think about?"

"You gave them away?" Mary guesses.

"Not tonight. I did something special with them."

"Like get invisible prizes?"

"You're so materialistic. If you must know I'll show you."

Andy offers Mary a hand and doesn't let go when the two make their way to the prize counter. There on the counter stands two crowns, one a tiara made for a little girl, and a crown cut from cardboard from a random toy.

"What's this?" Mary stops in awe.

"Well, it's still our prom night. And Pizza Planet Prom needs a king and queen."

"You know, I don't even remember voting."

"Yeah, I rigged the whole election," Andy voice suddenly lowers. "Don't tell anyone."

Mary laughs. Andy takes the tiara and places it on her head. She adjusts it slightly to stay on better. Andy puts the crown on his own head. Then he takes a star plastic wand.

"Your scepter," Andy holds out.

"Hmm, I think it's a wand," Mary teases.

"It's a scepter, you're a queen not a fairy."

"Fine, fine."

Mary takes it and motions a swishing motion as if she's cast a spell.

"I guess you're right. A wand could make wishes come true."

"Oh? And what is it you wish for?"

"A wand."

Andy shakes his head. Out of nowhere, the music changes to a slow song. Andy holds out his hand.

"Dance with me? No prom is complete without at least one slow song."

"Just how I imagined a boy asking me. How you would have made all the girls swoon," Mary fakes swooning.

"Told you."

The two take a few steps away from the counter to a more open space. Mary's hands rest on Andy's shoulder while his are on her waist. Mary's heart races a little. The air suddenly seems thin when neither of them are talking. It takes all her focus not to move forward to his lips.

"So," Mary clears her dry throat. "I want to thank you. This night has been amazing. More fun than I probably would have had at the actual prom."

"You think the night is over?"

"It's not?"

"Well Prom isn't over for another hour. And this place closes in a couple minutes. I have more plans."

"Then by all means, share them with me."

"That would ruin the surprise. And I know how much you love surprises."

The two leave Pizza Planet and get ice cream just before the place closes. They walk to the park and eat their treats on the swings. Though the air is chilly, Mary happily eats the ice cream. She could eat ice cream in a snow storm. Amongst her thoughts, the sudden warmth of a jacket on her shoulders wakes her up. Mary's eyes find Andy's.

"You were shivering," Andy answers her unvoiced question.

"Thank you. You've really been the perfect gentleman."

"But of course. It's why all the ladies love me."

"Yeah, I know," Mary rolls her eyes.

"And with you it just comes so naturally."

Mary blushes looking down at her almost finished cup.

"I want to thank you again. You turned a miserable night into one of the best. I really don't know what I'd do without you. And when I ignored you for Sam…" Mary becomes somber.

"Hey," Andy interjects. "You don't need to feel guilty. You couldn't have known how much of a jerk Sam turned out to be."

"You seemed to know."

"I was just being overly protective. You mean everything to me, and I didn't want you to get hurt. Guess I didn't help."

"You helped," Mary assures. "And you're still helping. Ditching prom for me. You're always there, even after I pushed you away. Again. You're one of the most important people in my life."

Mary feels paralyzed. She's so close to saying her true feelings. Maybe now is the right time.

"I–"

"–I did those things because you're important to me too. You're my best friend Mary and that's never going to change."

Mary closes her eyes, focusing on the silver lining. She'll always have him. But just as a friend.

"Good."

Mary chooses not to say anything more. Tears might spill if she says more. She stuffs the rest of her ice cream in her mouth.

"Want to swing a little before we go home?"

Mary nods. She sets down her cup and begins moving. They swing higher and higher. Andy's laughter drowns out the sound of Mary's broken heart.

The two head back home. On Monday, Andy and Mary learn Jordan and Lauren slow danced at prom which led to some kissing and a start of the relationship. The girls squeal and Lauren goes over the whole story without leaving out a single detail. Andy watches Mary's enthusiasm. Something seems off to him, but he can't be sure enough to ask.

Lance also reveals that he had a great time with Rebecca, who was upset at first but ended up happy. They're going on a date on Saturday. Andy ends up getting a job just before the start of summer at Pizza Planet. Mary gets a job a few weeks later, as a waitress at a local restaurant. They still manage to go to the carnival and a few concerts.

For the first summer since they've been friends, Andy and Mary don't spend that much time together. With work, the two aren't always free on the same days. And with losing hope in a romantic relationship, Mary tries to spend her time apart to free her feelings. She has many distractions. Senior year approaches. Time to decide where to spend the four years following high school. And what career to pursue for the rest of their lives.

And as if their time wasn't crazy enough, Andy convinced Mary for the two of them to take a college class. They managed to make it work. It only seems to remind Mary that there's only one year of high school left. It's likely all her friends will go their separate ways. Her head tells her it'd be best if she and Andy had some space, but her heart won't let him go.


August 19th, 2006, Saturday

Nothing worse than having a perfect dream interrupted. Especially being rudely cut off from outside forces. The loud creak of something stirs Mary from her sleep. She turns over to face the open window and glares at the figure who just broke in.

"You really should lock that. Anyone could come in," Andy greets.

Mary groans unamused.

"Even burglars are asleep at this hour," Mary yawns.

"True. I guess five a.m. isn't prime stealing hour."

"Why are you here?" Mary finally uncovers her face and sits up.

"It's our last weekend before school starts. Our last free summer weekend of high school. Are you going to waste it?"

"If that means I can go back to sleep."

Mary turns back over and covers her head.

"I was hoping to have a fun day. Just the two of us. Go to the beach."

Mary groans. Her weakness. She loves the beach.

"Why so early?" Mary grumbles.

"We'll beat everyone there. Plus, we can go out to breakfast at your favorite place before."

Mary has lost. She sits back up.

"Fine. You win."

"Great! You get ready and pack what you need, I'll take care of the rest."

Andy climbs back through his window. Mary lays back down. Knowing her well, Andy sticks his head through the window.

"And no going back to sleep!"

Mary groans but complies. Her next step is the bathroom to wash her face. Not even the promise of going to the beach is enough to wake her up. Mary changes into a bikini under some jean shorts and a tank top. She grabs her beach bag, stuffing a towel inside. A pair of underwear, leggings, and sweatshirt also get packed. On her way out of the room, Mary grabs her purse and flip flops. Sunscreen is grabbed from a hall closet and water from the fridge. Before leaving, Mary leaves a note on the counter.

Andy meets her in his driveway. Mary crawls into the front seat. The much bubblier Andy offers her a smile.

"Ready?"

"For sleep."

"There's no sleeping on an adventure!"

"There is if the driver wants to live."

"Fine. Sleep on the way to breakfast."

Andy backs out of the driveway. Mary digs through her bag, frustrated when she can't find what she's looking for.

"You have your spare sunglasses in the middle," Andy reminds.

Mary opens the divider between them and sure enough, her sunglasses are sitting on top. Putting them on, Mary adjusts her seat to lean back more. Now the weak morning sun can warm her face without burning her eyes. Sleep never returns but she enjoys resting and the comfortable silence between them.

Mary's favorite breakfast place is mostly empty this early in the morning. They both get pancakes with a side of bacon. Andy also gets eggs. He insists on paying the whole bill. On the way to the beach, the two of them blast some music and sing along. It's almost eight when the two park at the beach. All is quiet with few people walking at this hour. It takes a couple trips for the two of them to get everything out of the car. In the trunk, Andy brought two low chairs, a cooler, two boogie boards, and sand toys, along with his own bag. The two begin their beach day on the swings since no children are around to occupy them. They swing until their butts are sore. The only logical thing to do is walk that off.

By the time they come back to their chairs, the beach becomes packed. Andy and Mary pull out the sand toys to make a sand castle. Once an impressive one has been built, the two fight their nature to swim in the cold water. Once submerged, the water feels great against the heat that finally hits the day.

"I just love the ocean," Mary sighs contently. "I feel absolutely weightless. Nothing matters right now."

"Yes, Except sharks," Andy pinches Mary's waist on both sides.

Mary laughs and slightly dips under the water.

"Sharks don't typically attack people floating in the ocean. But I'm not trying to think about it! Especially with all the shark movies you've made me watch!"

"Those all looked totally fake!"

"Tell that to my irrational fear of being attacked by a shark."

"I thought I was. But don't worry. I'll sacrifice my life to save yours."

"Thank you. Seems fair."

The two fall into silence for a few waves.

"My mother wants me to make a list of colleges I want to apply to by the end of next week," Andy says out of the blue.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Then research how to apply to each by the end of the following week."

"Guess you can never prepare too early."

"I just can't believe we're here. Applying to colleges. Figuring out the rest of our lives."

"You're so smart, I'm sure it won't be hard to figure out what you want to do."

"I think I already know."

"Oh?"

"I want to major in computer science."

"I can see that. You're really smart. And spend most of your free time at home on your computer."

"What about you, stalker. Put any thought into your plans for the following four years?"

"I want to be a nurse. Like my mom."

"You'll make a really great nurse. You're very caring. Now we just need to find a school that has a good computer science and nursing program."

That warms her heart. That he wants to go to the same school as her.

"Shouldn't be too hard. How many schools are in California?"

"Hundreds."

"You research which schools then," Mary laughs.

"And what will you contribute?"

"Snacks."

"Always thinking with your stomach."

"Except when to pack lunch. I didn't bring any snacks."

"I brought lunch. You hungry now?"

"Last one out gets only leftovers!" Mary races for the shore.

Andy packed sandwiches, chips, fruit, and sodas in the cooler. He even labeled the ziplock bags with their names.

"You're totally adorable," Mary comments.

"For future reference, guys don't like being called "adorable". We have a reputation to maintain," Andy shares.

"Oh, my bad. It was very macho of you to label these bags and add a smiley face to them," Mary corrects.

"Better."

As they're eating, their sand castle gets knocked over accidentally by a bunch of kids.

"That's why they say location is key in real estate," Andy shakes his head.

"Yes, troublesome kids. There weren't many when we moved into the neighborhood. Should have known it would lead to this though."

"Glad I don't have them," Andy jokes.

"But…" Mary inquires seriously. "You do want them someday, right?"

"Should have asked me before we moved in together on this beach front property."

Mary shakes her head with a smile on her face.

"Yes of course I want kids," Andy answers. "Not sure how many. Unlike you who has to have four."

"It's a good number! We'll have a buddy to go on roller coasters."

"And what if one of your kids doesn't like roller coasters?"

"Not gonna happen."

"I'd be scared straight," Andy laughs. "Anyway, after another round of sunscreen want to take the boogie boards in the water? Or are you tired of the ocean?"

"Sounds good. I'm going to go farther than you."

"Is that a challenge?"

"It's a promise."

The two boogie board, walk along the beach again, sunbathe, and build another sandcastle for the next few hours. When the wind picks up, Andy and Mary pack up their stuff, change into dry clothes, and head home. Music blasts the whole way back. Andy parks in the driveway. They're unloading the stuff in the trunk into the garage when Mrs. Davis greets them.

"You two sure had a long day. How was it?" Mrs. Davis wonders.

"It was great, fun. Despite being rudely awakened," Mary replies.

"I'm sure. Glad you two had fun. Both our families decided to have a barbecue tonight. Better head over and tell your dad what you want on the grill," Mrs. Davis informs.

"Awesome!" Andy beams. "You tell your dad; I'll finish up here."

"Deal. One or two?"

"Two. I'm feeling extra hungry."

"Sounds good."

Mary heads over to her house with her stuff.

"When are you going to ask her out?"

Andy nearly loses his grip on the chairs.

"Mom," Andy slightly groans. "We're just friends."

"Okay, okay," Mrs. Davis holds her hands up in defense. "I get it. Just friends. What do I know as a mother?"

The two families have a perfectly wonderful barbecue to celebrate the last Saturday of summer vacation. The following day, the whole gang, plus Rebecca, hangs out together at Lauren's house since she has a pool.

"I can't believe school starts in three days," Jordan groans from his lounge chair.

"I can't believe it starts on my birthday this year. What do you have to complain about?" Andy counters.

"Man, I forgot! That does totally suck," Jordan agrees.

"What classes do you have that day?" Lance asks.

"Civics, English CP, AP Calc, free," Andy recalls.

"Ew, AP Calc? I think I would die," Lauren scrunches her nose.

"Why AP classes? It's senior year! We should be having fun not taking hard classes," Chris voices.

"AP classes help with college applications," Mary supports.

"Am I the only one not taking any AP classes?" Chris perplexes.

"I'm not either. I doubt that will make any progress on me getting into a school," Jordan admits.

"It can count for some classes in college if you pass the exams. Less money that way," April adds.

"Valid. I'm scared to ask… but how many are you taking this year?" Lance wonders.

"Six," April deadpans.

"SIX?!" most shriek.

"I would have taken more but my counselor wouldn't let me. I'm taking a few classes at the community college instead," April shares.

"When do you have time to breathe?" Andy's eyes widen.

"Constantly," April retorts puzzled.

Jordan stands.

"We shouldn't waste this day by lounging in the sun. Let's play some volleyball!" Jordan stands enthusiastically.

"I was enjoying sunbathing, but I suppose you're right," Lauren agrees. "What should the teams be?"

"How about Mary, Lance, Rebecca, and me vs Lauren, Jordan, Chris, and April?" Andy proposes.

"Sounds fair," April nods.

"Definitely not. We're going to smoke you guys!" Lance teases.

Either side of the pool is shallow enough for them to stand. The middle, however, is too deep for the girls to stand. It makes the game interesting whenever one of them is playing in the front. The game ends up being close, but in the end Andy's team wins. After that, they enjoy free swimming in the pool and playing games.

The night before the first day of school, Andy and Mary sit in the treehouse. They lean against the walls listening to the wind.

"Our last first day," Andy sighs.

"Of high school. Many more firsts with college," Mary grins.

Andy groans.

"You just had to ruin the moment, didn't you?"

Mary sticks out her tongue.

"Of course. Just bringing you back to reality."

"The next few months are going to be hell. Researching. Applying. Stressing."

"Then let's find ways to make it less stressful."

"How?"

"Someone once told me, "high school is going to pass us by before we know it". And sure enough, we only have one year left. This is our senior year. We have to make the most of it. Not only put aside for our future but make time for the present. We're going to have fun too. It's going to be so busy. Let's not forget each other and ourselves," Mary speaks enthusiastically.

Andy waits a moment before looking all over the treehouse.

"What are you doing?" Mary questions.

"I'm not sure. Some explanation for why your cheesiest pep talks have always been right here," Andy smirks.

Mary frowns and smacks his arm.

"Ow!"

"I was serious!"

"Me too! And now seriously injured."

"Aww, you poor baby," Mary teases.

"It's your turn to cheer me up, give me good news."

"Like what?"

"Like giving me my birthday gift."

"It's barely your birthday!"

"Still counts."

Mary rolls her eyes before grabbing a present she left just outside the treehouse. She offers it to Andy. He tears the wrapping paper away. His eyes light up.

"No way! How did you get a copy of this game?"

"I waited in line at the store while you were at work. Spent countless hours waiting but you were worth it."

"Thanks M," Andy hugs her.

The hug fills her heart with joy. The hug hurts her soul.

"You always give me the best gifts," Andy compliments.

"I just hope it's not the last."

"What do you mean?"

"We'll be in college next year. I may not see you on your birthday depending on when school starts and if we go to the same one."

"Are you kidding? I'm not going to any school that we both can't go to."

"And what if no school accepts both of us?"

"We'll just have to apply to every single one until it happens."

Mary groans this time.

"You might have to do my applications for me. That's way too many."

Andy laughs. He holds out his pinky finger.

"Best friends forever?"

Mary wraps her pinky finger with his.

"Till the end of time," Mary smiles.

Senior year starts. Andy and Mary only have one class together. They both work after school and some weekends. The two of them go to all the home football games. The rest of their friends join for most.


September 12th, 2006, Tuesday

Mary is at her locker between classes. She's focused on switching textbooks when Andy jumps from behind her locker.

"Hey stranger!"

"AH! Andy?!" Mary fumes.

Andy laughs.

"Sorry," Andy apologizes. "You're just too easy."

Mary rolls her eyes.

"That makes it okay."

"Anyway, I came to share some good news."

"Oh?"

"I signed us up to help with the homecoming float."

"And the good news is…"

"We get to be on it!"

Mary laughs.

"We're supposed to be doing fun things, right?" Andy reminds.

"Right. I guess it could be fun. So, it would be the senior float?"

"What else?"

"Well clubs have a float. Drama being one of them. I am in drama."

"You hardly go to the club meetings. Besides, I can't be on the drama club float. We have to do this together! You in?"

"Sounds good. What is the senior class doing?"

"We're having a meeting at lunch today to vote. The leadership class will look at all the requests tomorrow and let us know. I think they'll send an email. Wait!" Andy realizes. "Do you have work right after next class?"

"Not today. But you'll still owe me lunch."

"Deal. I'll see you after class. I'll meet you at your locker."

"See you then."

After their third period is lunch. They meet at Mary's locker before heading to the senior class meeting in one of the classrooms. There are about fifteen students sitting at desks. Four students, the class president, vice president, secretary, and treasurer, stand at the front. The teacher, civics for seniors, is at his desk eating lunch.

"Afternoon seniors, welcome and thank you for coming to this meeting to discuss our float for homecoming," the president addresses. "As seniors, we'll pretty much get first pick, as long as it's approved. As you probably are aware, the theme is Disney. We'll submit our top three choices."

"Once we get together tomorrow with all the leadership students, we'll send out an email to everyone updating on our float and times to help build it," the vice president, Lauren, adds.

"We do have a budget, so our first meet up will be about how our float will look like and how to get supplies. Please keep in mind and speak up if you know someone who could help," the treasurer speaks up.

"As we discuss which movie we want to do, I'll pass around a sheet to write down your name and email. You can put your school or personal one. Whichever you're more likely to check," the secretary, Jordan, informs.

"Thank you," the president turns to his fellow leadership students then back to the others. "Does anyone have any suggestions?"

One female raises her hand.

"Faith," the president calls on.

"I like the idea of Peter Pan," she voices.

"That could be fun," Lauren writes on the whiteboard.

"Yes, and I like how it has a good mix of roles for male and females. Let's make sure to keep that in mind," the president points out.

"Would Lion King be a bad suggestion then?" a male inquires.

"No, I think that's fine," the president supports.

Lauren adds it to the list. Soon the list includes Peter Pan, Lion King, and Pirates of the Caribbean.

"Any others?" the president opens.

"I think we should do Lightyear. It was a really big movie when we started elementary school. It'd be cool to end high school with that," Andy contributes.

"Are you thinking how we'd all enjoy it or because it's your favorite?" Jordan teases.

"Both," Andy laughs.

"I think it's a good idea. We'll add it," the president accepts. "Now, I think that's enough suggestions. Each of you will write one movie you want to do. We'll count the votes here. Don't write your name on the paper. Just fold it in half."

Papers and pens are passed around to those who need one. Everyone writes their choice and gives the paper to the leadership. The papers are mixed and then individually read. A tally goes next to each movie. In the end, Peter Pan gets three votes, Lion King only receives one, Pirates of the Caribbean has four votes, and Lightyear wins with seven votes.

"Alright everyone. Lightyear will be our first choice with Pirates as our second and Peter Pan as our third. Look out for an email tomorrow afternoon. Our first meet will probably be Thursday afternoon," the president dismisses.

Andy is excited that his idea was chosen. It really is his favorite movie. Andy and Mary help build the float when they're not working. Mary has her birthday and celebrates with a small party with her closest friends. Homecoming arrives. Mary and Andy both ride on the float as space rangers. There is also Zurg and his robots that walk with the float. Their school ends up losing the football game. Mary, Andy, and their group skip the dance to hang at Andy's house. They watch movies and eat junk food.

College applications get filled out. Endless information and essays written. It's a wonder how seniors stay sane. No wonder they want nothing more than to be done with school. Mary performs in the fall play as one of the main roles but not the lead. Andy and Jordan find time to play soccer. Andy is forced to quit his job. He's able to work during winter break and before he starts baseball season.

Early spring is a mess of emotions as acceptance and rejection letters from colleges. Andy and Mary wait to open the letters from colleges they both applied to. In the end, Andy is accepted into five colleges and Mary four colleges. Only two of them being the same.

Early April the two are sitting in their treehouse with all their acceptance letters.

"Now the really hard part, deciding where the next four years will be," Andy dramatically sighs.

"Have you decided yet?" Mary asks.

"Not yet. Waiting for letters about scholarships. Trying to look at the other factors in the meantime. You?"

"Same. We only have a few weeks before the deadline. Better make our choices without the scholarship factor."

"Pretty sure I said something like that."

"Pretty sure I phrased it clearer."

"Are you going to visit any of the schools to see what they're like in person?"

"If I can find the time. My dad doesn't want me going on my own. His schedule is really packed this month."

"We could go together. At least the two we both got accepted to. Unless your dad specially wants to go with you."

"That might work. I'll ask."

They enjoy the breeze ruffling the leaves around them. Andy leans his head against Mary's.

"We're growing up."

"Childhood is almost gone."

"I already miss it."

"Me too," Mary smiles caught up in memories. "I miss playing with toys. Feeling free. Creating a whole world they live in. Having no worries. Simpler times."

"I could play with my toys for hours. They grew up with me. It's hard to believe just one day I stopped."

"Everything stops. Even the most important things."

"Not if you hold on tightly."

Andy wraps his arms around Mary and squeezes as tight as he can. Mary laughs.

"I guess some things stay… if you love them."

Mary holds her breath. Her heart might as well break through her ribs and skin. Andy smiles, but she knows he's not thinking the same way.

"I'll make sure to keep them no matter what. So," Andy slightly transitions. "Would it be weird if I took Woody with me? I've never gone anywhere without him."

"Nah. You should always hold onto a little bit of your childhood. Besides, Woody is more than just a toy."

"No one better tease me."

"They won't. Probably."

"You going to bring something?"

Mary takes a moment to ponder. The first and only thing that sticks in her head is the stuffed jaguar Andy gave to her for Christmas, the first year they became friends.

"Maybe."


April 22nd, 2007, Sunday

It's early afternoon. Mary is sitting at her desk, going through the list she made about the different schools. It's not long before a knock on her window grabs her attention. Andy doesn't wait before opening the window and sitting on her window seat.

"Going through schools?" Andy figures.

"Yeah. I think I've made a decision," Mary lets out her breath.

"Without me?!"

"I said think. But I do value your input. Hey, did you hear April committed to Harvard?"

"Yes! I can't believe it. With Jordan and Lauren down in LA, Chris and Lance staying local, and now April on the east coast, our friends are so spread out! We have to stay together!"

"Even if we don't go to the same school, we'll probably be close."

Andy frowns.

"I suppose."

Mary rolls her chair closer and puts a hand on Andy's leg.

"Even if I went to school on the moon, we'll never lose each other."

"No way. If there's a school on the moon, I'll definitely go."

"Okay, okay. If you were on the moon, I'll still make sure we stay best friends."

"Want to hear which school I decided on? My mom agreed it was the best choice for me."

"Oh, so you made a decision without me."

"I didn't commit yet."

"Mhm sure. Which did you pick?"

"California State University in East Bay."

Mary swallows, momentarily glancing at her list. That's in her top two.

"Which are you thinking about?"

Ever so briefly, Mary bites her lip.

"California State University… in East Bay."

"Really?!" Andy stands.

Mary nods before words can come out. Andy pulls Mary off her chair and up into the air in a hug.

"This is amazing! We'll be at the same school. Great minds think alike."

He sets her down. Happiness pouring out of his eyes and ears and the tips of his smile. Mary wonders if Andy hadn't told her his choice she would have gone to the other school. She still isn't sure if the choice will be best. A part of her wants some separation, the ability for heart to move on. To experience the world fresh. The other part wants to experience the world with Andy at her side. And hold on tightly.

Later, after celebrating at the ice cream shop with Andy, Mary talks to her father at the dining table.

"And this is what you really want? Not something you picked because of Andy?" Mr. Gibbs checks.

Mary has been asking that question all afternoon.

"I want to go there," Mary stays firm.

Her dad nods.

"Alright, I support you. I think that's a great choice. I'm proud of you," Mr. Gibbs hugs her. "And your mother would be proud too."

"Thanks. I just feel bad leaving so far away."

"Hey now," Mr. Gibbs pulls away. "We'll be okay. Sure, we'll miss you, but this is your time to explore the real world on your own. You can come home whenever you want. You'll just have to steal Andy's car."

Mary laughs.

"I will. And I'll call all the time."

"I'll believe that when I see it."


May 7h, 2007, Monday

The group is standing around before school starts. Lauren comes racing, screaming in joy. Most likely. She nearly barrels into Mary and April.

"You okay?" Jordan raises an eyebrow.

"Better than okay! I finally found my prom dress over the weekend! My mom and I found it over the weekend."

Mary squeals.

"I can't wait to see it!" Mary beams. "I found mine a few days ago. I love it so much I wish I could wear it every day."

That's news to Andy. She never mentioned finding a dress to him.

"Girl, same. How about you April?"

"Not yet. I still have time," April states calmly.

"Not much! I'll send you the address of where I got mine in guess you need suggestions."

"Since we're going together, shouldn't we match?" Jordan interjects.

"Yes, I'll tell you the color when we're not in present company," Lauren waves it off.

"Oh, alone then," Jordan grins.

Lauren glares.

"Maybe I'll just pick it out for you," Lauren decides. "Speaking of couples, are we the only ones with dates?"

"I'm going with Rebecca," Lance mentions.

"I didn't know you asked Rebecca," Andy says.

"I have to ask? We're dating," Lance puzzles.

Mary and Lauren glare at him.

"Ask. Her," Mary demands.

"Before she gets a better offer," Lauren warns.

"With whom?! Never mind, I'm going to find her before class," Lance runs off.

"Men," Lauren sighs. "I'm going to my locker. Jordan?"

"Coming," Jordan follows.

"Bell is going to ring soon," Chris notes.

Lance and April head over to their math classes. Mary and Andy walk to civics in the other direction. Their walk starts in silence until Mary interrupts.

"Are you planning on asking anyone?" Mary wonders.

"Don't think so," Andy shrugs.

Seven little words and Mary struggles for a good minute to spit them out.

"Do you want to go with me?"

When Andy doesn't reply, Mary wonders if the words actually came out. Or maybe he didn't hear them. Or worse of all he's trying to find a way to let her down. Then he smiles.

"Sure," Andy turns to her. "That'd be fun."

"Yeah, fun," Mary laughs nervously.


May 19th, 2007. Saturday

Prom night. Andy adjusts his tie. His mom insisted on slicking his hair back slightly, keeping it tame she said. He isn't so sure, but it looks neater for the occasion.

"Andy! You're going to be late!" Mrs. Davis calls from downstairs.

"Coming!" Andy shouts back.

One more quick look before going downstairs. Emily looks over at him and nearly cries.

"Oh mom," Andy notices.

A few tears escape.

"I'm sorry. You just look so handsome and grown up," Mrs. Davis wipes her tears. "Let me get a few pictures."

"I thought I was going to be late."

"One more minute won't hurt. Now come on, stand there and smile. I'll just take a few."

After three or four or ten pictures, the three, Molly also accompanying, walk over to the Gibbses house. Andy rings the doorbell. Jason answers the door.

"Well, don't you look nice. Come in," Jason moves aside.

Andy is bombarded by the Gibbs children.

"Look at your tux! It's so nice,"

"I can't wait till my prom,"

"Are you and Mary dating now?"

"Uh no," Andy rubs the back of his neck. "We're just going as friends."

"Bella, why don't you go tell Mary Andy is here," Jason prompts.

"Okay," Isabella runs up the stairs.

A little commotion later, Bella comes back down the stairs.

"She'll be down in a second," Bella relays.

Andy can hear a door closing. Mary walks down the stairs and takes everyone's breath away. She's wearing a mauve purple, two-spaghetti strap dress. There's a lacy flower pattern covering the whole torso and parts of the skirt. The skirt is a few layers with a mauve purple skirt underneath and clear on top. Her hair is mostly down and curled.

"Whoa, uh, hi. You look beautiful," Andy holds out his hand with a smile.

Mary accepts it for the last step down.

"Thank you, you look really nice," Mary returns.

"Your dress is so beautiful!" Bella beams.
"You look like a princess," Molly compliments.

"Thank you, Molly and Bella," Mary thanks.

"Pictures!" Emily declares.

"More?" Andy groans.

"Yes! Of course. I need some of the both of you," Emily argues.

"Best if you just go along with it. Besides, I need some as well," Jason advises.

Andy and Mary stand next to each other.

"Well put your arm around her. She's not going to bite," Emily pushes.

The two laugh. Andy complies and wraps his arm around her waist. The two of them stand for numerous pictures in different positions before the parents are satisfied. Andy and Mary escape to his car. They sit and have dinner at a nice restaurant. They can see a few others are there as well for dinner before prom.

Then they head over to prom. Andy and Mary are immediately greeted by Jordan and Lauren. She's wearing a strapless, light blue dress. Jordan and Andy's ties match their dates.

"Mary, wow! You look incredible," Lauren gushes.

"Thank you. I love your dress. You look like a queen," Mary returns.

"You two look beautiful," Jordan interjects.

"Thank you," Mary smiles.

"Now come, let's dance!" Lauren pulls Mary to the dance floor.

The four of them are dancing by themselves for a while before Chris and Rebecca join them. Lance comes a few minutes later with April not too far behind. The group takes breaks to hydrate and heat. A few pictures are taken. When slow dances play, couples dance. Lauren drags Jordan to dance with her during all of them.

"Want to dance?" Andy asks.

"Sure," Mary agrees.

They slow dance with the rest of the couples, and Mary can't help but feel hope. This might be the best night of her life. At the end of the night, Andy drives them home. He parks the car in the driveway and walks Mary to her doorstep. She steps up to her porch when Andy speaks up.

"I'm glad we went together," Andy shares.

Mary turns with a smile.

"Me too. I'm glad I asked."

This is it. No more hiding. No more vague hints.

"You know, I asked because I wanted to go with you. There's no one I'd rather go with or be with. I like you. More than a friend. I've…" Mary takes a deep breath. "…been in love with you for a while."

The last part is in a whisper. Andy still hears it, stunned.

"I…" Andy searches for words, any at this point. "I-I don't."

Mary closes her eyes and blinks away the tears that quickly form. When that doesn't help Mary turns around and tries to discreetly wipe her eyes.

"I-I see," Mary swallows the lump in her throat. "Well, goodnight."

She takes a step toward her door.

"Mary, wait," Andy worries.

"Please. Please don't say anything. I just want to be alone."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes," Mary sniffles.

"Alright," Andy steps back.

Mary walks into the house without another word. Andy sighs deeply, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips. How did such a great night turn into such a mess? Where does this leave them?

Andy passes by his mother and goes straight to his room. He sees Mary's curtains are closed. All he can picture is her on the other side, lying on the bed and crying. Mary is hurting because of him, and there's nothing he can do to fix it. Andy prepares for bed, thinks about texting Mary before dismissing the thought, and looking out the window one more time. Still closed. It would stay closed for a long time.


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Don't think I have anything else to add this time. Just hope you like this chapter and are excited for what's coming.