Best Friends? (Age 4)

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Chapter Two: Age Four

"Alrighty, kids! Go outside, RECESS!" Ms. G declared sending the whole class into fits of cheers and like wild animals, they were released out of their cages and now running like the wild animals they are.

I ran, my shaggy hair blocking my sight as I was soaring and dreading for freedom.

Automatically, I stopped dead in my tracks and looked at Annabeth mischievously. "Race you to the swings."

Annabeth smirked and nodded. "It's on."

And with that said, we raced our ways to the swings, drifting past the kids and moving our legs with our four-year old speed. Giggles and laughter escape out of both Annabeth and I. As the swings came in close view, I reached my hand and tagged it almost seconds before Annabeth did.

"I won, and you didn't" Annabeth gloated, rubbing her face at me.

I pouted and glared softly. "You cheated."

Annabeth rolled her eyes, a skillful talent a four year old can ever achieve. "No I didn't!" She whined leaving me to scoff.

"Uhh, yes you did! You cut through the grass! You weren't sup-supo-suppose to!" I retorted, ready for an argument.

"Who said that was a rule?" Annabeth questioned, hands on her hip, clearly imitating Ms. G.

Even at that I had to chuckle. "You had the same...fa-face!" I choked out.

Annabeth smiled. She stuck out her hand, declaring for peace and nodded her head towards it like she was pointing at it.

I grinned, quickly taking her hands in mines and shaking it, completing the declaration.

I propped myself on the swings and Annabeth followed my example. I tried pushing myself up, and trying as hard as I can to soar in the air.

With defeats was all I can ever achieve, I looked at Annabeth. For a moment, I started to panic, realizing she was no longer there but as blonde locks were spreading all over the place, Annabeth swooped down at me. I heard giggles coming out of her and that made me jealous that she can swing so high.

"How do you swing so high?" Curiosity took over me as I wondered.

"Pretty easy actually," Annabeth started, swinging back and forth. "Bring your legs in and out."

I watched her in amazement as she peaked to the top, reaching the height as the trees. Her legs popping in and out. I tore my gaze away from her and practiced her advice.

"Okay, Perce. In and out, simple." I thought, slowly moving my legs as I locked my eyes with it. I kept doing that yet no result came out and huffed in defeat.

"It's not working!" I whined, slouching.

"Percy, just try your best!" Annabeth replied, grinning as she kept flying. I twisted my lips and nodded.

I closed my eyes, and held on the ropes clutching on it.

I brought my legs out then in. I repeated the same pattern as I felt myself quirk up. I quicken my pace and I suddenly feel wind embracing me. Creaky sounds were being made as I kept moving. I felt myself going up and down with quick speed.

I smiled and opened my eyes. I saw the playground in a close view than sees it drawing further away. The same process kept repeating. I kept moving my legs and turned to look at Annabeth. I noticed we were moving in sync and I started laughing at the fun.

"Annabeth!" I cheered, a grin breaking out on my face. "I see you!"

She starts laughing, trying to beat me by fastening her movement. "I see you too!"

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