Reality

The Beginning

Let's go back to when Timmy and John first met. The Summer of 2008. Timmy was just 9 years old. Had huge eyes. A really playful personality and was always looking for trouble. John was 9 too. But unlike Timmy, he was the complete opposite. He was quiet and smart, mysterious and unknown. John was resented by the neighborhood kids because he was the son of a rich family. No one would even talk with him so he'd always stay at a distance, reading a book and occasionally watch the other kids play.

One day, while John was walking back home, something hit him like a truck. "Oww owww dude watch where you're going", it was Timmy, groaning as he clutched his head.
"Oh I'm sorry", said John, "i really didn't see you."
"Its okay.", Timmy groaned as John helped him up.
"What's your name?"
"Mine? It's Timmy. And you would be?"
"John", he smiled.
"Oh so you're John. Man you really don't look like a bad guy to me. All the other kids were telling me to stay away but you look okay."
"Oh they did?", John sighed.
"Well do you wanna be friends? I'm sick of the other kids anyway. They're too stuck up."
"Yeah! Sure. I'd love to!"
"Okay then! You're my friend from now. I gotta go. My mum might not give me dinner if I'm late. I'll see you tomorrow John!"
"Okay see ya then."

John was so happy. He had never made a friend before. He couldn't wait to tell his parents about his day as he ran home.

The next day John met up with Timmy and they played. Played the whole day. They played Tag, hide and seek, war games with sticks. John never had so much fun in his life. As the days turned into weeks, weeks into months. They became the best of friends. John transferred from a private school into Timmy's school so that they could be together. Hanging out with Timmy, John made a lot of friends. But he never left Timmy's side. They'd always be together.

That was how they met. That was how they became friends. Fast forward a few years into the future.