Our Promise

'Hey puppy face! I want to sit beside you in play class okay?'
'Sure Dillon'.

It was a Saturday, and Dillon was excited, again, for sharing play doughs with me in the next class. I have known Dee since two years ago, back when we were still play mates every evening of everyday. Then together we entered kindergarten here, Ave Garden, the best place on earth. Dillon was a very weird boy, though he was very helpful to me. He always told me it was alright and not to cry when my mom forgotten to pick me up because she will pick me up eventually. He had always told me and reminded me everyday that i was very pretty and that was one of the reason my mom will not forget to pick me up because i was her prettiest daughter. Well, that was Dillon. The reason i kept on smiling.

Then came the last year of kindergarten school and we had to go our seperate ways. The Ave Garden held up a farewell party for everybody. As popular as i am for a girl who would always smile, it was my first time i never did. I didnt care if i'm not going to see my teachers again, those shape shifting play doughs or the best of every nap hour. I just felt terrible of the fact that i'm not going to see Dillon anymore or for a long time at least.

'Oh cheer up now, Amy. I'm only moving to Brisbane.'said Dillon making a funny face but i didnt laugh to it.

'Dee, where are we?'
'Ave Garden school in New York' he said proudly
'And where are you moving to again?'
'Uhh, hmm.. Brisbane, Australia' he nodded and straight away understood my point. 'Oh come on, you could always fly on an aeroplane to see me there. Besides, i think i deserve a goodbye from you, atleast a smile will do.'he smiled wide and wanted me to copy him. I gathered every happy moments in my life and push away the sad parts and fight off for a smile. Dillon smiled back and suddenly frowned as though something was not right about the smile i was pouring to him. He picked up a whipped cream cake and smashed them at my lips.

'Now you really are a puppy face!'
'Dillon! i'm going to get you, beware of your terror coming to you, Mr Booboo!' I shouted and he chuckled away and ran with me chasing him.
'Mr Booboo? When on earth i am Mr Booboo?'said Dillon still giggling.
'Since the first day i met you and you were crying because you lost your toy soldier figure!' I laughed. Dillon's face turned red because everyone paused at us and laughed at the remark i made about Dillon. He turned and chased me and we ran all the way until we stopped just outside the school by the sidewalk and catched our breaths.

'Fine, I'm Mr Booboo, but you're still my puppy face.' said Dillon strictly.
'Yours? You're puppy face?' I questioned.
'Yes, mine and no one else's. Got that lil missy?' he folded his arms smirked.
'Oh man, for how long?'
'Until we're old and wrinkly and you've grown to be my dog face.' Dillon laughed.
'Eeew!'
'I know.' Dillon agreed.

Then there was a long pause in between our chatterbox mouths. We were staring at each other and a tear fell down my cheeks again. But this time, instead of throwing embarassing words at me, Dillon wiped the tear off my face and kissed my cheeks. For the first time, i felt a weird feeling i couldnt describe at the time and i blushed, madly.

'I'm going to miss you, Amy. So much maybe i'll starve myself and surprisingly avoid butter cookies.' Dillon finally said and managed a smile to me. Butter cookies was his all time favourite. I told him likewise that i'll miss him too. We hugged for a few minutes which felt like only a second. We wrote our promises that we will meet again and a secret we wanted to tell to eachother into a piece of tissue and kept them in a box which can only be opened in 15 years from now in the middle month of July which was the last date we met and buried it by the sidewalk of Ave Garden. Then we cried through out our goodbyes.