Marshall was 4 years old, just like you. Your moms were best friends, so they knew they needed you two to meet. You had an 'I hate boys' phase, which was still going.

You and your mom got to the park, and you got out of the car in your pink dress and Jojo Siwa boots. Marshall and his mom came out of their car too.

Marshall's mom: "Hey, Amelia."

Your mom: "Say hi to Marshall."