Day 175 of 365 Days of Writing Prompts: Write a romance between two childhood friends.
Erin: “Do you ever regret that we waisted so much of our lives apart,” he asked seeming upset.
“We were the lucky ones. We were given our soul mates from a young age and waisted it.”
“That’s not how it is,” I accidentally started laughing.
“How is it then sweetheart?” His frown turned to a scowl.
“I was not in love with bugger eating, mud fighting pull, pull my hair loser. I’m in love with this man who is completely different.”
“You like when I pull your hair now,” he winked and finally started smiling again.
I just rolled my eyes and walked into another room.
Shannon: We’re getting too big to keep hanging out in this tree house,” I grumbled as I tried to get my legs in comfortable position.
“Awe, but this is our place. Maybe we should expand,” Zach flared his arms, knocking me in the shoulder.
I shook my head with smile, “Oh sure, I’ll speak with the tree tomorrow about growing some more sturdy branches, and we’ll knock that wall right out. We’ll have it all done right in time for us to start high school. You know around the time when we’ll never use it again,” I joked.
“Exactly. That’s all I’m asking for,” he responded as if he were serious. I loved how we were so familiar with each other we never had to explain ourselves. Everything was effortless.
“Do you think high school is going to be completely different,” I asked unable to keep ignoring it for the rest of the summer, because I didn’t want to think about how everything was going to change.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged, he’d been avoiding bringing it up too. “My brother told me they like to pick on the freshman, but other than that we’re just leveling up from middle school. We’ll get used to it after a while.”
“Do you think we’ll still be friends?” I got to the question I was actually concerned about.
He looked up sternly, “We’ll always be friends,” he explained with complete certainty.
“You can’t know that,” I shook my head. “We could move away from each other, you could find better friends, you could get a girlfriend and forget about me,” I listed off the possibilities.
“No I won’t,” he stated, again without wavering.
“Yeah but you probably will,” I narrowed my eyes at his irrational response.
“Well there is only one girl I want,” he blurted out before he could stop himself. “So…” he shrugged, nervous now as he stopped looking at me, “I promise that’s not going to happen.”
I tried to hold myself back from smiling too obviously. “Good,” I revealed and his head immediately perked up again.
Give your character a chance at puppy love.