A/N: A simple two-shot of two girls finding that one of them has to go away and meeting again.

There's something about August that takes me back to the care-free days of childhood.

August is a month of changes - it's almost September, the start of school.

It was in August - it was a Sunday, I remember - when, out-of-the-blue, my best friend, Carla, moved away to China.

August is a time of apprehension - school will be starting soon.

We sat on a low branch in the willow tree that was in between our parents' properties. If our mothers saw us, we would be grounded for the rest of the summer.

The willows' fronds - green because of the rain earlier on in the summer - hid us from both the hot sun and our mothers.

We were swinging our legs and laughing about how my brother looked like a rabbit, when suddenly Carla said:

"I'm moving."

"Yeah, I know. From Year Five to Year Six. We'll be top of the school!" I said, plaiting my waist-length red hair.

"No, no, you don't understand Faye," She said, shaking her head, "I'm moving to China."

"Where's China?" I asked, wide-eyed.

She shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know."

"I've got a globe." I said, jumping off the branch. She followed suit.

We ran into my house and upstairs to my room in silence.

I grabbed my globe that I had got for my birthday a month earlier, off my desk.

We sat on the carpet and found China and America. I traced my finger between them.

"It's very far away." I said.

"Yeah." Carla agreed.

As we became aware of the magnitude of Carla leaving, we started crying.

We stayed in my room all afternoon, ignoring the calls of our parents, mourning something that hadn't happened yet.

When the time came for Carla to leave for China, we were both distraught, hugging one another with the fierceness of childhood friends.

"I won't forget you , ever." I promised.

Carla sobbed, "I'll never forget you Faye."

Eventually, our parents separated us, both of us sobbing our hearts out.

My brother patted me awkwardly on the shoulder, "It won't be so bad."

"Yes, it will be." I said, before storming into my house.

The rest of my summer I was distraught.

It was in August that I lost my childhood friend forever.

A/N: The next one-shot is up next, but still review if you want.