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You were about six when he moved in. It was summer before first grade, when his family moved in. You were playing outside under the Cherry Blossom tree because your daddy was yelling at your mommy.
Then you met him. A boy.
He was about your age when you saw him. Wandering around in his yard.
“Hi.” he said, approaching you. He had short blonde hair and ice blue eyes. “What's your name?” You ask the blonde haired boy. “Keefe. You?” He asks grinning. “y/n” you reply, returning the smile. “Do you want to play together?” he asks you. It was early morning so there was plenty of daylight. You both play until his mom comes to get him.
It was later in the afternoon. She had pale peach skin and blonde hair. Her eyes are ice blue, the same color as her son's. “Keefe there you are. Ugh, and you're dirty.” she says. “Keefe, whose is this?” she asks as she sees you. “My friend, y/n...” he says quietly. “She lives next door.” He mumbles. “Well, it's time for dinner. Say your goodbyes quickly then come inside to eat.” She said, “Then run along little girl.” She added. “I’ll see you later then Keefe.” You say. Keefe just nods and turns and follows his mom.
You turn and run towards your house. “And where were you all day, little miss?” Your mom asks you. Your father was nowhere in sight, probably on a “business trip” as your dad calls them. But your mom says he's cheating whatever that means. “I was playing with the new neighbor boy.Out at the pink blossom tree.” You say. “Oh?” She asks, raising her eyebrows. You nod. “Alright, then go get washed up for dinner kiddo,” she says. “Okay, mama.” You say.
You can't wait to play with Keefe.
You both spend the rest of the summer that way, playing outside until dinner and only going inside to get water and snacks. And before you two know school is starting.
The day after you get the letters you each inform each other of your teachers. “I have Mrs. Ruewen. You?” Keefe asks you. “Same.” You grin. “I hope Sophie, Biana, Fitz, and Dex are in the class so you can meet them.” You tell him. “Are they nice?” Keefe asked you. “Yeah, I wouldn't be friends with people who are rude.” You tell him. You both lay on the grass just looking at the clouds drift by. “Y/n?” Keefe asks hesitantly. “Hm?” You reply looking over at him. “Am I your best friend?” he asks you. “Yes! Am I yours?” you say smiling. “Yeah! Promise you’ll be my best friend forever.” Keefe says returning your smile holding out his pinky. “Best friends forever, you and me forever.” You tell, your best friend. And hook your pinky around his. You both play outside until dinner as always.
You both play outside until school starts.
You walk to the bus stop with your mom. “Ready Keefe?” You ask him. He just nods. Once the bus arrives you both get on and sit together. Soon Biana and Fitz join you two on the bus. You, Keefe, and Fitz are in the same class and Biana, Sophie, and Dex are in a different class.
Keefe was really nervous, for the first day, but it was a fun day. Keefe established himself as the class clown. When you two get off the bus you quickly put your bags away and run to play. Until winter came and it was too cold outside. Then you would alternate between whose house you would play at.