♕ Prologue

      It was those times when Kris would always tease you, annoying you to death, and making you cry from his endless bullying that caused you to become so irked just at the sight of him. But you didn't have the guts to hate him. He was always your best friend slash enemy. Even though the both of you thought that you hated each other, there would be those times when you would think the both of you were actually close. It was just sometimes Kris would go across the line, making you really pissed and even wishing not to see him anymore. It all basically started in Kindergarten. The teacher had asked you to sing for everyone but Kris suddenly butted in, saying your voice totally and that you shouldn't sing anymore. It made you even more annoyed when you found out that the both of you were actually neighbors. As few years went by, the both of you became so-called frenemies.

      "Nana, do you want this ice cream?" a ten year old Kris in his dorky outfit with big glasses asked. He gave you a creepy look which sent chills down to your spine. You weren't really the type of girl who was girly and soft; you were somewhat a tomboyish and an oaf at times. Seeing Kris's creepy look makes you completely annoyed, which was as usual.

      "Can you stop giving that creepy look? It's so annoying, like you. What kind of person do you take me for? Of course I'd love to have that ice cream! Give me!" You tip toed and tried to catch the ice cream. Unfortunately for you, Kris was taller than you and you were just just a small, petite girl. 

      "You better catch it before it melts," Kris said, wiggling his eyebrows as a sign to tease you even more. You glared at Kris menacingly and gave your best to catch your favorite cookies and cream flavored ice cream. You blew a raspberry and jumped numerous times to get warmed up. Finally, you jumped. The time went in slow motion as you kicked his knees, making him stumble down. His grip on the cone loosened as you immediately grabbed the ice cream and cheered in satisfaction. As you were happily the ice cream, Kris was hissing in pain and cursing at you under his breath. Just as when you were about to it again, he pushed the ice cream and it went all over your face.

      "Did you just-" you glared daggers at him and when you were about to run after him, your mom suddenly called you. "I'll be back, Kris. Watch out for my revenge!" you shouted at the top of your lungs. Kris heard it as he stopped at the middle of the street. "She's leaving already?" Kris pouted and just went home.

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      "What? We're leaving?" You tried to hide your happiness but you were a bit disappointed. First things first, you hated Kris to death and leaving meant that you won't see him for the rest of your life anymore, which was great news for you. But secondly – you didn't know why – you felt something which was telling you not to leave. It was like there was something that was making you hold back.

      "Yes, dear. We're going to America for good. Now, pack up. We're leaving tomorrow morning." Your mom patted your head as you nodded in agreement.

      As the kind daughter you were, you followed her and packed your things up. You looked at the window next to your room and you saw Kris looking at you. "You're leaving?" he asked. His eyes showed something unexplainable. It looked to be either hurt or confusion, but neither of you realized or noticed it. Since he was your neighbor and your room was just near his, you could easy talk to him without shouting or anything. There would even be times when you would jump to his room without any hardships; that was how close your houses were.

      "Yeah. For good. But don't worry. I'll get my revenge! Wait for it, Kris!" You made a face and stuck your tongue out. That Kris, the stupid jerk who teased you all the time, plopped himself down on the bed and stared at his ceiling. He was lost in his deep thoughts and he didn't understand what was going on. Confusion drove him but he brushed it off, deciding to try and go to bed early.

copyright by nailah 2012.

This story is written by nailahchan. Any similarities from other stories are purely coincidental. English is my second language so there may be grammar mistakes and I'm nowhere near to a professional writer.

Update: 1/2/2014, I would like to sincerely apologize for not updating for so many months but I will start finishing this story already as a respect to all of my dear readers. Again, I am sorry. :(