Kindergarten Boyfriend

Prologue

       Life is full of change. Heart wrenching, joy bringing, life altering change that doesn't have an exact age for when it ends and let's just say I kind of despise it. Life seems to love throwing curveballs where we least expect them and then leaving us to deal with the aftermath. The only way to truly cope is to learn to embrace it. Trust me when I say I've had to learn this at one hell of a young age.

       Our story starts in kindergarten. Being in kindergarten is kind of like being invited to a non-stop party filled with too much orange juice and a 30 minute daily increment of time spent napping. During the rest of the day you're pretty much just running around trying to get a feel for the world - while simultaneously learning your ABC's and who could forget the 123's. However, the only consistency came from my best friend from birth and kindergarten boyfriend, Owen.

      Owen Williams was the most beautiful boy I knew at the young age of 4, and when my mom asked me about why I loved him I would always respond with "I love his golden curls and his big smile".

Owen and I had been inseparable since birth, our moms had been best friends since high school and both coincidentally were pregnant around the same time. Owen and i's birthday was exactly two weeks apart (meaning we usually ended up sharing our birthday parties).

Our ever so serious kindergarten relationship started the third week into our very first year of school when our teacher, Mrs. Applebaum, let us out for recess. All the other kindergartens bolted out the doors to the playground while Owen and I made way to our favourite spot away from all the commotion. It was a huge oak tree that was right across from the playground, far enough that the screams of laughter coming from all the other kids was barely audible. We sat on a park bench underneath the tree and like most kindergarteners talked about the only things that 4 year olds were concerned about; what we watched on tv the night before, the new toys that we had seen on the adverts, and whether or not we thought those toys were worthy enough to make it onto our Christmas list.

   As we were sitting and discussing the important things in life, the current topics being who the best Kim Possible villain was (my choice was obviously Shego), and the new monster truck set that we'd already asked our parents for about a thousand times, Owen turned towards me.

    Owen then did the most remarkable thing I think I've ever seen a kindergartener do. He pulled a dandelion he must have picked that morning out from the pocket of his favourite grey corduroy suspenders and asked me "Do you want to be my girlfriend Celeste?"

     My tiny little face beamed up at him with a slight pink tinge to it, my hazelnut curls falling in front of my face from the wind. I leaned in to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. We both looked back at each other smiling huge full teeth smiles and from that day on we called each other boyfriend and girlfriend.

    I went home that day and told my mom the news beaming with a smile that went from ear to ear. My mom seemed to be incredibly excited, suggesting to even bake cookies with me that night because of the good news.

    As we made chocolate chip cookies my dad came home from work and when I told him that, at the young age of 4 I had already met the love of my life and his name was Owen Williams, my dad pulled me into one of his huge bear hugs and when he pulled me out he turned to my mom with his kind eyes and said "It looks like I've been demoted by a four year old". My mom just beamed back at him laughing. Seeing my mom this happy made me begin to laugh as well.

     Our kindergarten relationship only seemed to last that long, because by the time we started grade one our handholding and cloud watching "dates" seemed to come to a halt. However, we never stopped being best friends. We were always there for each other no matter what. When I accidentally sprained my ankle in grade 3 after falling off the monkey bars, Owen was there by my side the whole time helping me get up and walk to my dads car when he picked me up. When Owen came to me crying in grade 7 about his father, I hugged him and listened to everything he had to say.

Two years later, at the start of my grade 9 year my mom got into a car accident that took her life, devastating mine. I don't think I've ever cried so hard in my life. To always depend on someone and then have them torn away from you like a kid ripping the packaging off a gift on Christmas Day, broke my heart. It was instant and blinding and a different kind of pain that I'll never forget. But two nights after the event we had a knock on our door, and when my dad opened it there was my old kindergarten boyfriend along with his mom and sister waiting outside with solemn looks on their faces. Owen ran towards me enveloping me in a hug so big I lost my breath.

We were inseparable our whole lives, I thought things would be like that forever. This is why two months later when Owen decided to leave me without even a goodbye, I felt my heart break for the second time.

I guess sometimes people change.

Hey y'all thanks for taking the time to read the first part to my new story Kindergarten Boyfriend! I'm gonna try to post new parts soon. Thanks again:)