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The Promise of the Stars (bxb)

Warning: if you don't like stuff that includes same sex couples then do not read this part

Lila and Max met on the first day of kindergarten. It wasn't anything dramatic—no grand moment of fate. They were just two little kids standing in a line, waiting to go inside the classroom, their hands trembling with nervous excitement.

Lila was the kind of child who had big, curious eyes and an even bigger heart. She was often seen carrying a little notebook with her where she doodled flowers and animals. Max, on the other hand, was quieter, a little reserved. His dark curls always seemed to be falling in his eyes, and he had a way of looking at the world like he was studying it, trying to make sense of everything.

It was their shared love of the playground that first brought them together.

At recess, while the other kids played tag or swung on the swings, Lila and Max gravitated toward the sandbox. They didn't need to say much; they simply sat down side by side, their hands digging into the cool sand, creating castles and tunnels, each grain slipping through their fingers like the softest secret.

One day, after a particularly long hour spent building a fortress, Lila paused and looked at Max, her little face serious.

"Do you think the sand knows we're building something?" she asked.

Max tilted his head, looking down at the carefully constructed walls they had made. He wiped his hands on his pants and shrugged. "Maybe it knows we're trying to make something strong."

Lila nodded thoughtfully, her fingers tracing the edge of one of the towers. "I think it likes that we're doing it together. Sand is lonely if you just leave it by itself. Like... like it needs people."

Max smiled, a small, shy smile that was rare for him, and picked up a tiny rock from the ground. "Then we should make sure it's never lonely," he said, placing the rock carefully beside the tower.

And from that moment on, they became inseparable. They built their worlds in the sandbox every day, each day creating new stories about the castles they constructed. Sometimes they were kingdoms, other times they were magical worlds where animals could talk, but always they were places of friendship, of sharing something simple and beautiful.

When the bell rang to signal the end of recess, they would reluctantly pack up their toys and return to class, but even as they sat in their seats, the bond between them remained unspoken yet undeniable. They understood each other in a way no one else did—not because they shared the same interests or even the same ideas, but because, in their hearts, they had something pure. Something innocent. Something that didn't need explanation.

As the months passed, their friendship only grew. They didn't need fancy toys or extravagant games. They simply needed each other, and the world was full of possibility because of it. They would spend hours after school sitting in the park, watching the sky change colors as the sun set, their legs dangling off the edge of the swing, talking about everything and nothing all at once.

One evening, as the sun was setting and the sky turned soft shades of pink and orange, Lila turned to Max, her face serious in a way that only a five-year-old can manage.

"I think the stars are just like us," she said. "They don't talk, but they're always there, looking down, waiting for us to see them."

Max squinted up at the sky, trying to make sense of her words. "So, they're friends too?" he asked, his voice full of curiosity.

Lila nodded. "Yep. The stars have to be friends, or else they wouldn't be together in the sky."

Max thought about this for a moment, then smiled a little to himself. "I think you're right. Maybe they're waiting for us to make our own wishes."

Lila grinned, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "What if we make a promise instead of a wish? Like, a forever promise."

Max tilted his head. "A forever promise?"

Lila nodded. "Yes. Like the stars. They're always there, even when we can't see them. And we can be like that too. Even when we grow up, we'll always be friends."

Max's heart swelled at the simplicity and the beauty of her words. He didn't fully understand what growing up meant, but he knew that Lila's promise was something that felt right. Something that felt warm, like the sun against his back on a summer day.

"Okay," he said quietly, his voice almost a whisper. "A forever promise."

And so, under the fading light of the setting sun, they made their promise—to be friends forever, no matter what. The world seemed bigger then, but also smaller, as if it was only theirs for the taking. A world full of possibilities, full of friendship, and full of a love that only children could truly understand.

They didn't need to say much after that. The bond was enough.

As the years went on, Lila and Max grew up in their little corner of the world, and though they both changed in ways that came with growing older, their friendship never did. They still built things together—though now they built them with words instead of sand. They talked about their dreams, their fears, and all the things they wished for. Lila wanted to be an artist, and Max wanted to be a scientist, but neither of them cared much about the details of their futures. All that mattered was that they would always have each other.

They went to different schools after elementary school, and as time passed, they grew busier, pulled in different directions. But on the nights when the stars shone the brightest, they would still meet, just like they had when they were children, to sit and talk, and remember the simple promise they had made under the wide, open sky.

As adults, they were often caught up in their own lives—new friends, new places, new challenges—but whenever they found themselves lost or confused, they knew there was one person who would always be there for them. The one person who would understand. They'd call each other late at night, when the world was quiet and they could just talk, as if they were still those two little kids in the park, making promises they would never have to keep track of.

And sometimes, when the world felt heavy or overwhelming, Lila would look at the stars and remember her words to Max all those years ago. The stars were still there, after all, shining in the sky, just like the two of them—always together, even when apart.

Their friendship was a promise made in the innocence of childhood, a promise that had stood the test of time. And in the end, that was all that mattered—no matter how much they changed, no matter how far apart they drifted, there would always be Lila and Max, under the same stars, forever friends.

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