P h o t o g r a p h


"Smile!" Soon I clicked the button and a flash blinded Becky and I. I look at the screen on my digital camera and finally approved of the perfect picture that I finally captured.

"Perfect! This is exactly how I want to remember my beautiful baby- smiling and showing her natural beauty!" I love the way she looks when ever I compliment her, Becky's face just lights up and she blushes a little.

"Thanks Alex, but get real, nothings perfect. But I still want a picture to remember you by, hurry up print on out for me!" Becky demanded while standing behind me and hugging me. She, for some reason, never thought very highly of herself. Becky thought her self as one of those people that never looks good. In my opinion, dam does she look good in my eyes.

We have been together for two months now, but we've known each other our whole lives, well at least as long as I can remember. Becky and I live right next door to each other; well up to today that is, because my dad just got a job offer and he told us- not ask us if we wanted to- that we were moving all the way to New York City, New York. Can you believe it; they want a Montana boy to move to New York City, I mean the two cities are different in every category. When I get there, they probably can tell that I'm an outsider. The biggest down on this move is that I have to leave the one I love, Becky. I don't even know if I'm ever going to come back to Montana!


I could tell that the whole time while I was there, Alex tried to stay happy. I knew this was the last time I would see him, at least see him living next door to me. I couldn't believe that he's going to move out of the capital for good to be in New York City.

"Are you finished yet?" I look at the clock, getting impatient- not that I wanted to leave his house for the last time, but I had a basketball game in one hour and I wasn't even changed yet. This was the one game that he wasn't able to attend out of my whole freshman year of basketball, well I played varsity in my freshman year, not to brag or anything, but I was the star point guard of the Tigers (our school team). Today would be the last game of the summer season, and we were undefeated! I still couldn't believe that he was leaving.

"Hold on Becky, this takes a while you know. I have to unpack the printer and set up stuff since they're all packed up, not my fault." He explained.

"But I need to go now. I need to warm up and get dressed and all that." I replied looking into his deep dark eyes. This was probably the last time I would be able to look into them. I started to feel down. But I couldn't show him that, so I just gave him a hug and a peck on the lips and said,

"You know what? I'll just take this baby picture of you that I love so much. That ok this you?"

"Hmmm…. I guess that works too, but here let me sign it." He took it out of my hands and wrote

I love you forever.

"Thanks!" I cried happily, and gave him another hug and kiss before I left him forever…


I couldn't believe that was the end of us. It was over! We agreed earlier that we would break up, for the best. And just for the record, I did NOT cry. I watch her leave with my photo in her hand and saw her turn around for the last time to wave good-bye. I just couldn't believe that my parents wouldn't even let me see her last game; they said I didn't have time to. Then my mom walks in.

"Alex, will you put away your printer in the box, people are here to pick up your things, hurry up, and we're leaving for the airport in 30 minutes." She looks at me with sympathy, walks over to me and sits down and starts talking again…

"I know it's hard to leave Becky here but in California, but you can't take her with us. You just have to let her go. If you guys were really met for each other then you'll be able to find one another again." When she said that, I couldn't believe my ears, my mom was actually telling me something I've only heard on TV. Plus she was the one that objected to me dating anyone, now she's hear telling me about my feature love life. Weird, parents are so ironic.

I just sighed and she got the idea that I wanted to be alone and left. I printed out the picture and packed up the printer. Soon two buff men came in and took my box with my printer in it and my chair away, I was left sitting on the floor with nothing but four walls around me. I couldn't believe it, it was actually happening, we're leaving for good, there's no turning back.


I got home and put on my clothes for the final game and got my gym bag- containing my shoes and the picture of Alex. I got into the car, but not without one last glance at Alex's house. My parents got in the car and we were off.

Dad starts talking about how proud he was of me, stating all my status- averaging 20 points a game, 4 rebounds, 3 turnovers. I hate it when he does that. Even with all that, I still believe that I'm not all that great, I mean if I played with the guys I'd probably get killed. But it's nice to know that my parents cared.

My mom was just amazed that I – a five foot six, long blond haired and quiet girl- could be on varsity. She'd probably be proud even if we lost every game of the season. I love my mom for that; she's always stunned by what I can do. It's funny, the way she listens with wide eyes when ever I tell her what I did during the games.

Suddenly my dad's cell phone rings and I couldn't believe my ears at what he said after he hung up.

"Everyone do not panic, but that was the fire department, and our house is on FIRE!"

We were so stunned that no one said and word and my dad fainted… IN THE DRIVER SEAT!

Author's Note- Well it's the into so it's not the most exciting part in the story /.... what do you think?