Holding her tight to his side, Kim Masato roams through the school hallways with his beloved trying to ignore and throw off the speculations and judgemental thoughts of his peers. Tomorrow was there last day. What a shame that there time together here would be so distraut. As the two sneak into an empty class room, they lock the door behind them to retain there solitude.

Kim:’This is ridiculous. They can’t force you to transfer can they?”

Going up to her lover she takes his hands in hers. His worried expression and eyes of despair do not help to keep Jaimes spirits up. None the less he forces a smile on his lips.

Jaime:”Hey don’t worry. It’s all for the best. And I know it will be hard, but this is just an obstical. Just because I’ll be going…”

Breaking away from her Kim turns sharply as to not let her see his tears.

Kim:”No. I won’t except that. I can’t lose you.”

Walking up behind him she places her arms around his waist. Keeping his face forward he cradles her hands with his own.

Kim:”Ya know it’s funny. Growing up I always figured me and Mindy would get married. And we dated for such a long time too. I don’t know if I was ever really in love with her though. I guess I was trying to force myself to see her differently but all in all she was always just that friend I grew up with. Not my girl, not my lover.”

He turns to face her once more. Wiping the tears away with her hands, Jaime gently kisses him.

Jaime:”Don’t worry. You know I will always love you. But I have to go, to protect us both.”

With nothing more being said the two embrace and hold each other tightly. Taking the moment for themselves, they cry in each others arms knowing possibly that it could be last.

Checking his watch, young Donavin looks down only to be quickly diverted by the figure that approaches him. Coming into view is a familiar yet refreshing image. With her short red hair and snappy outfit, Stephanie Bryer draws near to her longtime love.

Donny:”Wow you’re early.”

Steph:”Yeah so are you. You ready to go?’

Donny:”Yeah.”

Taking her hand the two begin there walk. Keeping her sight ahead she cannot help but notice the young man next to her keep glancing over every so often. Finally she stops with a laugh.

Steph:”What are you looking at?”

Donny:”Ha ha. Sorry. It’s been so long since I’ve really seen you. I had forgotten how beautiful you are.”

He smiles wholeheartedly taking his finger and running it through her short locks. In a blush she gives him a quick smooch and the two continue on.

Donny:”So tell me. What have you been doing lately?”

Steph:”Oh just the usual. Been working out a lot though.”

Glancing down at her legs he blushes as his mind fills with young lustful thoughts.

Donny:”Yeah I can see that. Do you have a regular work out partner.”

Looking over to him she smiles confidently.

Steph:”Nah I gave her the boot. She was only holding me back.”

Glancing over to him she notices him still ogling her legs.

Steph:”Hey you better watch it mister. You get on my bad side and these pythons of mine will have to teach you a lesson.”

Donny:”Ooh I like that sounds of that.”

Smaking him in the arm the two walk off together with newfound love and appreciation.

Steph:”Maybe you and I can start lifting together.”

Donny:”I’d like that.”

With both hands the last piece of furniture is flung through the small opening of the door. Hitting the ground the small end table almost breaks but once settled is picked up by soft hands as Cassie loads it into the back of her fathers pickup truck. Looking up she finds her former boyfriend dusting his hands and a gleaming look to his face.

Yashiro:”Wow trash day came twice this week. What are the odds of that?”

Cassie:”Your such an asshole!”

Yashiro:”Whatever bitch. Give my regards to your mother when you get home ok.”

As she looks at him with a scowl, young Yashiro makes humping motions in the air before shutting the door behind him. Getting in the truck she puts the key in the ignition and takes off. The heavy load of the bed makes the bumpy roads seem worse, but it pales in comparison to the bumps in a teenager’s life. Her eyes fill with tears knowing that she has lost something really special. Something she can never have back. Blinded by her own selfishness she tries to block his memory. Who would have thought that a relationship founded on perversity would grow so well, only to be ended so foolishly? And thus the two parted ways never to intervene in each others lives again.