When everyone is born they are made for someone,a soul mate. We must walk blindly till we find them.

When Nora Westford and Kyle Dawson were born they had no idea they would meet and and change the course of their universe's together.

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The first day of kindergarten is something special for every child whether or not they wanted to it, it was the beginning of most of there life, friends and relationships would blossom from what came in these years.
The little boy in the bright red baseball cap with big blue eyes would realize the beginning of a life long journey. He saw her, brown hair pulled tightly in a pony tail sitting with a box of crayons coloring a hideously pink flower on one of the bright blue tables. He stared in amazement at her wondering who she was and when could he talk to her. She looked up to see him staring back and she simply replied with a small smile.

(Nora)The tiny box of crayons was the only amusement I had at that time but I was deeply mistaken, I look up to find a boy staring at me with big blue eyes, and a cute baseball cap immediately I knew I liked him I couldn't help but smile his face turned as red as his cap as he looked away from me. I knew I couldn't help myself............

The years passed and the two became friends sharing a life with each other and gaining trust and respect. But neither new how deeply and passionate they were about each other. They got through elementary school together as best friends and entered high school with every kind of emotion growing and flourishing inside.

(Kyle) I honestly can't bare this anymore for so long I've just wanted to be with her or just tell her how I feel. But I've gone through so much, so fucking much I don't want to throw it down the drain. What if she doesn't feel the same way, what if she doesn't care, or what if she'll never speak to me again. I need to tell her it's senior year and prom is around the fucking corner I need to say something I just have too I can't let her slip through my fingers. I'm not going to punk out of this like I have for the millionth time cause this is pure torture. I can't be around her without feeling the urge to just tell her. Some times at 3am she'll call me about her parents fighting and how she can't sleep. I would do anything to just hold her and tell her it's okay, a-and.....just to hold her,......and let her know that she's safe, I'll do anything for her anything because nothing is worse then being separated from her.

(Nora) I'm breaking inside I know I am I can't live my life this way. I love him now, I need him in my life,not just as a friend I need him for myself all to myself. I know this sounds selfish but I can't do this anymore,I'm worried Bianca Adams is gonna ask him to prom and I can't let that happen.......I'm gonna do it, I'm asking him to prom. We've gone through everything together, his dads addiction,to my parents fighting. We have been through everything together and I need to tell him now. He should understand...or feel the same way. I just need to know....

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Well Nora was right.....Bianca Adams asked him to prom...Kyle didn't want to hurt Bianca but she's always been trying to get in between Nora and him. He didn't want to do it but he turned her down, he didn't want her, he didn't love her. It was after baseball practice on a Thursday afternoon when Nora was sitting on the bleachers watching him swing and run the bases, he wasn't the best but he was pretty good. Before he pitched he would stare up at her and wink at her in the way they would do sometimes. Practice ended and he walked up to her on the bleachers.
"Hey I thought you would have gone home by now?" Wiping sweat from his forehead.

"No I wanted to watch you till the end of practice this time"

"Oh okay, hey I've been uh meaning to talk to you awhile about so-......."

"Kyle will you go to prom with me........"

He does a spit take and turns to look at her bright eyed and red face. Choking down what water was left he said.
"Ahhhh,so that's what this is about......I was gonna ask you but I guess this works too."
Scratching the back of his head.

"WAIT WHAT? You were gonna ask me??"

"Yes-well, no.......I've been meaning to ask I mean tell you, how I felt about you for years but I've punked out every time. You've always been there but just not THERE enough in the way I want you."

"Kyle" I can't hold back my tears any longer I hug him and just cry on his shoulder. He doesn't say anything but we stay there for a long time,..a very long time we don't speak but we hold each other,

It starts to get dark and he drives me home still holding my hand, before I I get out he leans over and kisses me, I don't pull away, we both want this. We pull away out of breath.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" He says smiling Letting go of my hand.

"Yea think so." And without another word we say goodbye.

(To be continued)