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Nikita was playing on the jungle gym at the local park when a little boy starts to swing slowly.
She climbs off the platform and walks over to the swing set and sits down next to the little boy.
"Hi" she says.
"Hello" he replies.
"What's your name?"
"Peter"
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"Nothing."
"Do you want to play on the monkey bars with me?"
"No, thank you."
"How come you sound funny?"
"I don't sound funny. You sound funny."
"I don't," her little blond braids swinging with the force of her denial.
"Why are you so sad?"
"I don't like it here."
"At the park?"
"No."
"Where then?"
"My mommy moved us here."
"So..."
"It's not my home." he says, tears coming to his eyes.
"Where should you live?"
"Not here!!" he cries before getting of the swing and slowly walking out of the play area.
Nikita gets off the swing and runs after him.
"My name is Nikita."
"Nikita? What a weird name."
"Is not!"
"Where were you born?" she asks Peter.
"Canada."
"Where is Canada?"
"Not here."
"Oh. Do you want to teeter totter?"
"Okay."
The two children walk over to the ride and get on. As they rock back and forth, Nikita asks Peter...
"Do you want to be friends?"
"Why."
"I don't know. I don't have any friends anymore since Julie moved away and since you're new, I thought we could be friends."
"Oh."
"Well, do you?"
"Sure, okay." They rock up and down.
"Peter, what grade are you in school?"
"Fourth."
"Oh. Who do you have?"
"Mrs. Rains"
"Oh."
They get off the teeter totter and run to the gym. Coming up to the playground are a group of kids. They appear to be older, maybe sixth grade. Mostly boys, but a few girls mixed in.
"Hey Nikita." they yell.
Nikita turns to Peter and says, "Oh no."
"Who are they?"
"They're mean. They're in sixth grade." she says, fear coloring her voice.
"Hey Nikita. Who's your wussy friend?" they taunt her.
"None of your beeswax, Bobby. Go away!"
"What if I don't wanna." he yells while the other kids laugh.
"Go away!!!" she screams looking around for someone with authority.
"Looking for mommy?" another kid taunts. "She ain't gonna come for you cause she's a slut."
"She is not."
"Is too. My daddy said." he says with kid authority.
Peter speaks up..."She said go away."
"Who are you. Her boyfriend?" This is accompanied by screams and whistles by the group.
"No. Her friend, and she asked you to leave."
"What's your name wuss?"
"Peter." Peter speaks to the crowd."If you don't leave, I'll beat you up."
"Do you think your strong enough?"
"I know I am."
"Peter don't. They're sixth graders."
"I don't care. They can't talk to you that way."
"Why?"
"Cause you're my friend, that's why."
Peter walks over the group and asserts "If you don't leave, I will bloody your nose."
The group laughs. Bobby throws a crude punch and Peter ducks, comes up and pops him square on his nose. Blood starts oozing out. Bobby reaches up and wipes his nose. Seeing blood he promptly...starts crying. The other kids looked at him and laugh. He turns and runs away. The other kids, without their leader, quickly disband.
Peter and Nikita played on the playground for a little while. Before they went home, they declared their eternal friendship. When Nikita got home, her mom had packed up the house. They moved from there and Nikita knew she would never she her friend Peter again.
Present Day...
Nikita is laying in Michael's arms, crying, after telling her story about her first real best friend Peter. She wipes her eyes, turns and looks at Michael. She sees tears in his eyes.
"Please, don't cry for me Michael."
"I'm not. Nikita, do you know my first name?"
"Michael?"
"No." he reaches up and gently cups her chin in his.
"Peter."
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