James was your best friend since second grade. You call him Jamie. Only you can call him that.

“You have beautiful eyes” You tell him while you guys sit in the principal’s office.

You were there for beating up some kid bullying you, calling you two gay or whatever.

He groans at the compliment, even though you know he loves it.

The principal glares at you two and it becomes hard not to burst out laughing.

“After-school detention. Both of you”

You look at Jamie, trying to hold in your laughter. He too is holding his breath, his face red.

After a little, you both burst out into a fit of wheezy laughs. Tears run down his face. They made his eyes like diamonds. The prettiest diamonds you’ve ever seen.

After detention, you both walk to his house. You two don’t hang out often aside from school, so you were glad.

Later, you two are on his roof.

Jamie turns to you and holds out his pinky finger, “If we don’t find anyone, we’ll get married, right?”

You nod, locking fingers with him almost instantly.

“Of course” You reply surely.

The next day at school, he seemed off.

“Hey, who made my best friend like this?” You ask, rubbing his back to comfort him.

He didn’t respond, instead, he just looked at you, but those pretty eyes weren’t as happy as usual.

Then, the next day, he wasn’t at school.

He called you in full hysterics, crying

“I’m sorry, I have no choice- I”

You cut him off. “What is going on?”

“We’re moving. I don’t want to… it’s a family emergency.”

You froze.

“What about our promise?”

“I didn’t know about it when we made the promise… I just don’t want to make you mad…” Jamie said, barely a whisper.

You’re frozen silent.

“I promise, I’ll try my hardest to be back next week” He adds

That was it, the end of the call.

You went years without him, expecting him back with every new week. He never did,

You became a preschool teacher.

When you meet your students, you see him with his arm around a woman. A woman holding a kid with those same, gorgeous eyes.

She called him jamie…