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Once upon a time, a girl loved a boy and he loved her back. They lived happily ever after.

But our story was never that simple.

I loved Josh with all I had, right until the day he left. Now, all these years later, he was back—and wanting me the way I’d always longed for him. Except now, I belonged to someone else. Someone who never left me the way Josh had. I figured that was the end of our story. I couldn’t alter the past.

I didn’t want to rewrite my future.

Brianna was always more than my best friend. She was the shining light in my black hole of an existence, and I loved her with every cell and bone in my body. I wasn’t good enough for her, though—more the villain than the hero in our fairy tale. When I had to leave, I vowed to come back a better man—for her. But when I finally did return, she wasn’t waiting for me anymore. She had someone new, her very own Prince Charming. Did that mean our story was over? I couldn’t change our past.

It was time to rewrite our ending.

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Brianna

They say when you meet the love of your life, it’s a day you’ll never forget. Your soul sings and your body hums, all because you “know.” That innate instinct telling you, you finally found your person. Maybe it’s a look of longing across a crowded bar. Or the gasped breath you take as you slide into your seat in class next to the man of your dreams. That thunderbolt could hit you anywhere, at any time. The lightning singes you to your core where you stand, and there’s no going back.

The thunderbolt found me in Mrs. Ruiz’s kindergarten class. I met the love of my life when I was five years old. Before I knew about romance, lust, and words to love songs that are supposed to describe that “feeling.”

All I knew was that Josh Falco was my everything. Maybe I didn’t know what to call it at the time, but from the beginning, it was love.

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Believe it or not, I remembered the day I met Josh, even at that young age. Maybe not every little detail. I remembered the twinge of dread in the pit of my stomach knowing the girls who picked on me so mercilessly that summer would be in my class. I was klutzy and chunky, an unfortunate combination that screamed “bully me!” Humiliation and intimidation are traumas you never forget, no matter how old you are. I learned early on that the mean people were everywhere and tended to always have control of the room.

I remembered keeping my chin stuck to my chest most of the day, not wanting to find out if the giggles behind me were about me. Playtime was the best part of the day. When the kids scattered, I was still solo, but I found the most beautiful set of blocks. They were pink and purple and so pretty. I built my own princess castle, securing it with the crystal star block at the top. I pretended it was a moon or sun. My own little kingdom, until a fist made it come crashing down.

“Baby girl blocks! Brianna’s a baby!” Vinny Parker, my next-door neighbor, cackled as I glared at him through my unshed tears. He didn’t discriminate. He was just a bully—plain and simple.

It was the only fun I’d had all day, and the only time I smiled since I trudged into the classroom. My face burned as hot tears trickled down my cheeks. Why didn’t anyone want to be my friend? I couldn’t understand it. I buried my face in my hands and wished I could disappear.

A loud bang made my head jerk up. Vinny was rolling on the floor, sniffling as his hands wrapped around his middle.

“He hit me!” Vinny’s nostrils flared. He pointed to the boy standing over us from where he still lay on the floor. I knew all about superheroes since my dad was a comic book geek, but I’d never seen one up close before. The boy who came to my rescue didn’t have a cape. His green eyes hid behind the floppy, dark curls on his head as he returned Vinny’s mean stare.

Mrs. Ruiz ran over and pulled Vinny and the new boy away from each other, dragging them to the “thinking chairs” in the back of the room.  Vinny hiccupped as his tears turned into an ugly cry. The other boy—Mrs. Ruiz called him Josh—didn’t utter a single sound. He didn’t look mad or mean or even sad that he’d gotten in trouble.

At lunchtime, I sat alone on the far end of the table, unpacking the lunch Mom always gave me: a ham and cheese sandwich and two chocolate cupcakes with the white icing swirl at the top. They were my favorite ones.

“Can I sit here?” Josh asked me in a whisper. Seeing him up close, I wondered where his lunchbox was or if his mom noticed the bottom of his jeans were dirty. I always got in trouble for that.

“Okay.” I moved my Wonder Woman lunch box so he could sit. “Where’s your lunch?”

He shrugged. “I don’t have one.” He rubbed his belly, I guessed to cover up the growl he couldn’t muffle.

I reached into the box and pulled out the foil-covered sandwich. “Do you want mine? I wasn’t going to eat it anyway.”

His mouth twisted as he squinted at me. “You don’t want it?”

I shook my head. “I only really wanted the cupcakes.”

Josh laughed as he took the sandwich from my hand.  My nose crinkled at the black under his fingernails. My mom always made me scrub my hands when I got them that dirty.

“You only want cupcakes for lunch. That’s funny.”

“I love cupcakes.” I glared at Josh with folded arms. “And I hate ham and cheese.”

“Okay, Cupcake,” Josh said through a mouthful of cheese and meat.

“My name is Brianna.” I stomped my foot under the table. “Why did you punch Vinny?”

“Because he made you cry.”

I let my arms go and unwrapped my first cupcake. “Where are your friends?”

“I don’t have any friends,” he mumbled as he continued to chew.

“I can be your friend.” I lifted my head all the way up and turned toward Josh.

He smiled at me for the first time. I was too young to have a heart pitter-patter in my chest, but I thought he was beautiful all the same. I’d never seen anyone smile with their whole face.

I took a big chomp of my cupcake, making us both giggle when the cream inside smeared on my nose.

“Sure . . . Cupcake.” He laughed again as he finished my sandwich.

I glanced around the room, not caring anymore who was there. From that day on, it was only the two of us. As long as I had Josh, I didn’t need anyone else. I fell in love with Josh the minute he punched someone solely for making me cry; I just didn’t know it until I was much older.

Right before I lost him.

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