Once Upon A Time.

Deep down, I knew they were all right. Jenny had changed. She started hanging out with Charlotte and April at the beginning of her sophomore year. Within a few months, she started to turn into the new wave girl she thought she was. All her past interests faded and she became obsessed with fashion and modeling because that’s what Charlotte was into. She looked better, but the things I really liked about her had changed. As they talked, I started thinking about one summer earlier when Jenny and I were riding our bikes down by the forest preserve. We went to grade school together and she moved to Elmwood Park to go to high school. Jenny still had long blond hair. She was wearing a pink tank top and cuffed denim shorts. At the time, we were just friends.

“Wait up, you’re riding too fast David.” Jenny said.

“No I’m not.” I said feeling the wind blow past my hair.

“Seriously, can we stop for a sec?” Jenny said.

We both slowed down and eventually stopped by a bench. It was a beautiful late summer day. We both sat down and caught our breath. We talked a little about TV shows and video games and laughed at this fat woman jogging.

“I can’t wait to start my Science class this year. I really want to be a veterinarian one day.”

“I don’t know what I want to do. I like to take pictures. I might try to join the photo club at Lane.” I said.

“That’ll be neat.” She said.

“Maybe one day I’ll be a famous photographer and have my pictures in magazines.” I said.

“Oh, like National Geographic?” Jenny said.

“Rolling Stone.” I said.

“Wayyyy cooler.” She giggled.

“Yeah, Rolling Stone.” I said smirking.

 “David, we’ve been friends for a while now.” Jenny said.

“Yeah, it has been awhile.” I said.

“I have fun when I’m with you.” She said smiling.

“Same here.” I said laying back on the bench.

Jenny then leaned over and gave me my first kiss. I felt flushed and dumbfounded.

“You kissed me?”

“I know.”

“How come?”

“I like you.”

“Wow.” I said touching my lips.

“Does this mean were like, boyfriend and girlfriend?”

“It can.” She said almost gleeful.

“Ok.” I shrugged.

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