June 15th.

Christine always loved that day. The summer before freshman year. The warm sun, the clear blue sky, the laughter she got to hear that day, and the other kids she had gotten to meet. 

It started when Christine was sitting alone in her room, laying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, and had her headphones in as she blasted the soundtrack to Wicked, which she always chose by default when she couldn't decide.

Her dads weren't home at home in the moment, had to go to work. It was fine, Christine was always okay by herself. 

However, the girl was a bit upset. 

Christine was thinking about one of her absolute best friends, Brooke Lohst, and how she seemed to be drifting a part from her and her other best friend, Rich Goranski. Brooke had started hanging out with the most popular girl in their grade, Chloe Valentine.

Naturally, Brooke seemed to enjoy Chloe's company more than Christine and Rich's . It made Christine feel... bad thinking about it. Like a punch in the gut. She wanted the old Brooke back. Not to mention it was obvious Rich's dad was being neglectful again. Last time they saw each other, Rich looked like he hadn't showered in a while.

Sitting up, the girl sighed as she hugged onto her knees. She wished she could just forget all of her problems, even just for one day. She looked over to her side and picked up her phone, pausing her music as she now eyed the posters in her room. 

Her eyes fell onto a baby pink colored one, sparkly, a gift from her aunt for a birthday. In dark purple writing, it read 'Seize the Day!'

Huh.

Coincidence. 

'Why not?' Christine thought to herself, starting to grin as she got an idea. It was like a surge of energy just flew through her and charged her up. Jumping out of bed, she dashed to her closet and pulled out her favorite shoes, her white  sneakers with paint splatters all over them.

 She carefully ran right downstairs and frantically grabbed her house keys before dashing out the door, almost forgetting to lock the door. 

As she put the keys in her pocket, she started to skip down the sidewalk before full on running all the way to Rich's house, wanting to get him in on her day-seizing too.

Knocking on the door carefully, soon Rich answered. "Oh, hey Chrithy..." he smiled softly with his usual lisp. 

"Hey Rich! Is your dad home...?" Christine asked as she caught her breath. 

The boy shook his head. "I'm not thure where he ith actually.."

Christine felt her heart sink slightly. She definitely didn't want Rich to be alone, so she was happy she had come over. "Hey, wanna come with me?" she asked softly, smiling a bit as she grabbed onto the boy's hand. 

Rich's face turned pink and he raised an eyebrow a bit confused as he asked. "Uh, yeah, but what are you doing exactly...?" 

"Just going on a run, possibly until my dads come home!" She giggled, bouncing on the balls of her feet. "So are you still in?"

"... thure!" Rich pushed his glasses up slightly to the bridge of his nose and quickly closed the front door.

 Christine started running and pulling the slightly taller boy along with her as they ran down the street. It was sure to be a fun day for them.