"Push me higher!" I shouted at Lucas. He shoved me a little harder on the swing. "Come on ,Lucas. I want to fly!" he pushed me his hardest and jumped when I reached the top. I closed my eyes and waited for the impact of the ground.
When I landed I sat on the ground and waited for Lucas to come over. This is what we did everytime we were scared. We'd come to the park. Lucas would push me, I'd jump and he'd always ask the same question:
"How do you feel?" he asked laying down on the grass beside me. I'd always answer the same way.
"I felt like you and I were only people left in world, and all our problems were gone" I sighed. Lucas grabbed my hand and we sat there in silence.
"You know what I was thinking about Callie?" Lucas interrupted the silence.
"No, Lucas. What were you thinking?" I sat up.
"I want to be your first kiss so that when you move you'll always remember me."
"Lucas, I'll always remember you, forever."
"I know, Callie, but I wanna be your first kiss. So....can I?"
I just nodded slowly looking into his eyes. When he leaned in I kept my eyes on his mouth and when his lips touched mine I closed my eyes.
I had never kissed anyone, but I sure did like kissing Lucas. I leaned into him. I know he'd kissed a lot of girls in his eight years of life, but I hoped I was special.
I knew I'd be leaving soon. I knew I'd miss him. I knew that he was my best friend. I knew that I loved him.
Later that day I had to say good bye to California, Lucas, my home and my heart; and say hello to New York. Somewhere new.