**this was thought up when i was at my friend Teddy bear's house. i was testing out the keyboard and this baby was born!! this is dedicated to Insanely random, valylene, kelabele because they are the only people that reviews "Lost Felicity" thank you guys alot but i really wanted more than three reviews.. I have the next installemnt for "Lost Felicity" in my notebook so when i get the chan ce [which i hope is soon!!] i will update!!

*ashalayy aka freddi d yall =]

*Chapter one*

I remember that day as if it was yesterday and not five years ago. Sarafina and I were having a picnic with our families at our favorite park. We came here often, and because we live in sunny California, we visited this place often, so it was like my third home. My first home was obviously my house. I have lived there for a while now, and I liked it a lot. It had been my best home yet. Then my second home was Sarafina's house. She was my best friend for a long time. Whenever I wasn't home, my family, and pretty much everyone else, knew that I would be at Sarafina's place. Then the park, which during the summer we go every weekend, as earlier stated, is my third home.

Sarafina and I have known each other since we were four years old. She accidentally pushed me off the slide and I ended up breaking my leg. She came and visited me (her mom made her do it) to apologize. Since nobody else visited me, she did. And because of that accident, I found my best friend.

I remember when we moved about two years later when we moved to Little Peak, I was devastated. Even though I was happy about moving, I decided that I didn't want to move because that would mean that I would be away from Sarafina.

"You know what we should do?" Sarafina told me when I told her about me moving. We were in our secret club house, which was kinda crappy I should admit. Since we were only ten years old and were in no position to actually construct some kind of building structure, we took all the blankets from Sarafina's bed and we made it into some dilapidated tent. We would have a secret stomp thing, so we knew that it was either me or her. we thoght up of ideas to prevent us from moving. All our attemps failed because i did end up moving. My dad told me there would be a special suprise, but even that didn't make me feel better. The suprise did make me feel better though. It turnded out that our new neighbors were none other than Sarafina and her family.

Anyways, we were at the lake that was at the picnic site. We would always have a race to see who could get into the water first. I would always win because we would both run to the end of the dock, but then Sarafina would always slow down and stop and get into the water slowly. I would complain; she would just say she didn't want to get sick, and that was that—it was like a routine we had every time we got there. And then once, I had to think of the time she pushed me and decided that it would be payback but it would also help her overcome her fear of jumping into water.

But I was wrong. Dead wrong.

I pushed her in and then waited for her to surface. Only she never did. I counted four seconds, and when she didn't appear, I jumped in after her. I saw her floating, and she was unconscious. I went back up to the surface for air, and then dived in deep. She was pretty far down, and suddenly thoughts of us not making it flashed through my mind. I went back for air one more time and then dived down to go get her. I would do anything to save my friend. Even if it costs me my life.

I swam faster than I ever had before. It made my legs tired and made me consider stopping just for a few minutes, but the sight of Sarafina was my motivation to keep on swimming. When I got down to her, I had trouble untangling her from some seaweed that her arm and legs got ensnarled into. When I finally did manage I knew that I didn't have much time left. With a great momentum of energy, I pushed forward and I managed to get us some distance. I could see the dock, so we were so close. But my legs started to fail me, I knew that I couldn't get us any further. I tried and tried but my brain stopped working. There were shadows now, and I knew this was the end. I silently said sorry to Sarafina because my stupidity got us into this mess, said sorry to my brother and sister because I stole five dollars from them, and then to everyone else because I was ten at the time and ten year olds do very stupid ten year old stuff.