5 Year thats how it been since they became each other bestfriend , each other comfort They both were 10 year old now One day , kiefer woke up and he was very excited cause he and jay decided to spend whole afternoon at park cause it was finally summer vacation .
he get up and take a bath and went downstair and there was his mother and father were sitting in the dinning table when kiefer went his mother smiled at him, but it looked different.
Kiefer immediately became nervous.
“What’s wrong?” His dad patted the seat beside him.
“Come sit.” Kiefer sat down.
His father took a breath.
“We have some news.” Kiefer looked from his father to his mother.
“What news?” “We’re moving.” Kiefer blinked.
“Moving where?” His father smiled gently.
“London.” Kiefer stared at him.
“London?” “Yes.” “When?” “In a few weeks.” The room suddenly felt too quiet.
Kiefer looked down at his hands.
“But…
my school?” “You’ll start a new one.” “My room?” “You’ll have a new room.” “My football team?” “You’ll find another one.” Kiefer’s eyes filled with tears.
“And Jay?” His parents exchanged a glance.
His mother reached over and gently touched his shoulder.
“We know this is difficult.” Kiefer stood up.
“I don’t want to go.” His voice cracked.
“I don’t want to leave Jay.” His mother pulled him into a hug.
Kiefer buried his face against her shoulder.
For the first time, London didn’t sound exciting.
It sounded like the place that was going to take his best friend away from him.
THE AFTERNOON Kiefer went to the park.
Jay was already there.
She was sitting underneath their tree, reading.
When she saw him, she smiled.
“You’re late.” Kiefer didn’t smile back.
Jay immediately noticed.
She closed her book.
“What’s wrong?” Kiefer sat beside her.
For several seconds, he couldn’t say anything.
Then he whispered, “I’m moving.” Jay frowned.
“What?” “To London.” She stared at him.
“When?” “In a few weeks.” Jay didn’t say anything.
Kiefer looked at her.
“I don’t want to go.” Jay’s eyes became watery.
“But you’re coming back, right?” Kiefer shook his head.
“I don’t know.” Jay looked down.
“So you’re leaving me?” “No!” Kiefer quickly shook his head.
“I’m not leaving you.
My family is moving.” “But you’ll be in London.” “Yeah.” “I’m going to be here.” “I know.” “That’s far.” “I know.” Neither of them knew what to say after that.
Jay wiped her eyes quickly.
“I hate London.” Kiefer gave a tiny laugh through his tears.
“You’ve never even been there.” “I still hate it.” Kiefer laughed again.
Jay smiled for half a second.
Then she became serious.
“When are you leaving?” “Three weeks.” “That’s not enough.” “I know.” “We need more time.” “We have three weeks.” Jay nodded.
“Then we’re going to use all of it.” Three Weeks They made a list.
Their last three weeks together.
They went to the park every day.
They played football.
They shared snacks.
They took silly pictures.
They bought matching friendship bracelets.
And every day, Kiefer tried not to think about the last day.
Jay did too.
Neither of them succeeded.
One afternoon, Jay gave Kiefer a small box.
“What’s this?” “Don’t open it until you’re in London.” Kiefer shook it.
“Is it a book ” ?
Jay rolled her eyes.
“No.” “A spider?” “Definitely not.” Kiefer smiled.
“Okay.” He put it carefully into his backpack.
Then he handed her something.
It was a small folded piece of paper.
Jay opened it.
Inside was a drawing of the two of them sitting beneath their tree.
At the bottom, Kiefer had written: BEST FRIENDS FOREVER.
Jay smiled.
“You drew this?” “Yeah.” “It’s terrible.” “I spent an hour on it.” “It’s still terrible.” Kiefer laughed.
“You love it.” Jay carefully folded the drawing.
“Yeah.” She looked at him.
“I do.” The Last Day The last day arrived far too quickly.
Kiefer’s house was filled with boxes.
His room looked strange.
Bare walls.
Empty shelves.
Everything he knew was being packed away.
He kept looking at everything And then he saw the bracelet Jay had given him.
He put it on immediately.
His mother called from downstairs.
“Kiefer!
We’re leaving soon!” He grabbed his backpack.
Before getting into the car, he asked, “Can I go to the park one last time?” His parents nodded.
Jay was waiting.
She ran toward him.
“Kiefer!” He hugged her tightly.
Neither of them spoke.
They were both crying.
After a while, Jay whispered, “I don’t want today to end.” “Me neither.” They sat beneath their tree.
For a long time, they simply looked at the park.
The swings.
The football field.
The old bench.
The path where they had first met.
Jay finally spoke.
“Do you remember when you kicked that pebble at me?” Kiefer laughed.
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” “Never.” He smiled.
Then his smile faded.
“What if you forget me?” Jay looked shocked.
“How could I forget you?” “I don’t know.” “You better not forget me.” “I won’t.” “Promise?” Kiefer held out his pinky.
Jay hooked hers around it.
“Promise.” She sniffed.
“Promise you’ll come back?” Kiefer paused.
“I’ll try.” Jay nodded.
Then she hugged him again.
“Then I’ll wait.” Kiefer closed his eyes.
“I’ll come back.” His mother called again.
“Kiefer!” He slowly stood.
Jay stood too.
They walked toward the entrance together.
Neither wanted to be the first to let go.
Finally, Kiefer’s father called from the car.
He had to leave.
Kiefer looked at Jay one last time.
“Best friends?” Jay smiled through her tears.
“Forever.” Kiefer ran to the car.
He climbed inside and looked out the window.
Jay stood at the park entrance.
She waved.
Kiefer waved back.
The car began moving.
Jay became smaller.
The park disappeared behind the trees.
Kiefer pressed his hand against the window.
His bracelet was still around his wrist.
And inside his backpack was the little box Jay had given him.
He opened it.
Inside was a photograph of them beneath the tree.
On the back, Jay had written: “No matter how far London is, you’re still my best friend.” Kiefer smiled through his tears.
He held the photograph close.
And as the car carried him toward a new city, a new school, and a completely different life, one thing remained exactly the same.
He was still Jay’s best friend.
And she was still his.
Forever.