Just my luck.

The four year old sat there with her knees folded, head in her hands, tears streaming down her face. That was when she met him for the first time.
"Want a candy?", Asked the kid.
Reluctantly, looking up, she saw a kid almost as old as her, looking back at her with his innocent eyes.
If there was one thing in the whole wide world she couldn't reject, it was candy. She took him up on his offer and they both just stayed there, in comfortable silence.
Natasha Black, never would've thought she'd become best friends with that boy just met while crying on the stairs. The very same boy who has to leave two. after five years of friendship. Natasha is devastated, broken. What will happen when Natasha finds out that four years later, Tristan has returned for good ?

So this is my first time writing a story. This isn't gonna be just another cliché because this is a part of a true story. I'll only continue this story if someone wants me to. Please give it a try, folks!