Let’s start from the very beginning when we first met.

Screenshot-11It was a beautiful summer day. I was riding my bike through the town after I stopped over my best friend, Annabell’s house. Everything was nice and peaceful as I rode down the quiet streets of Brindleton Bay. I had no idea where I was going, but I knew I’d find something that would change my life or someone in this case. I made a sharp turn onto your street due to the narrow sidewalk. A small twig got caught in the spoke of my front wheel.

I just happened to stop in front of your house on that fateful day to get the twig out, when I noticed that my front wheel was looking flat. I pouted at the sight of my only transportation around, besides walking that is. How was I going to get back to my side of town by 6 with a flat tire? I thought.

“Hey,” a voice called out. “Your tire’s flat. How’d you manage that to happen?”

I looked up from my bike, and that’s when the sun shone the brightest. It was like God parted the heavens to just emphasize how handsome you were.

“Hey girl!” You shouted. “Are you deaf or something?” You stared at me with a plain expression, and I, I was at a lost for words.

“Yes. I-I mean no. My um, tire.” Was all I could manage to stutter out. I was nervous, not for any particular reason. I’m just a normally shy and quiet girl but you made me more nervous than usual. I couldn’t help but just stare and try to muster up some coherent words.

“Pfft. Any idiot can see your tire is blown out.” You huffed. You looked me up and down and smirked. “Dad!” You called out.

Your dad came over to us, a look of interest on his face.

“Yeah, Dirk?” Your father asked. Dirk. Dirk was a nice name, I thought to myself. I looked at your father and then back at you. I could see the slight similarities within you, but you looked more like your mother.

Your dad looked at me and then back at you and quirked an eyebrow.

“This dummy girl has a flat tire. Can you fix it?” You asked.

“Dirk! Don’t be rude!” Your father snapped. He turned to me. “Sweetie, what’s your name?” He asked.

“Ra-Raya.” I stuttered out.

He gave me a small smile. “Well Raya, I’m Mr. Campbell, and I’d be happy to fix your tire. Just let me go get my tools and I’ll get right to it.” Mr. Campbell left to go inside.

I was left alone outside with you. I could feel the snotty look you were giving me.

“So Raraya,” You started. “Where do you live?”

“The other side of town.” I managed to squeak out. I ignored the fact that you called me out of my name. I hoped it was a one-time thing and didn’t stick, but boy was I wrong.

You gave me a bewildered expression, then your facial expression changed into a look of intrigue.

“So what are you doing all the way over here?” You asked.

“I, I don’t know.” And I really didn’t know. I was just riding around town; not a care in the world. I just went where the wind took me like a leaf, and like a leaf I was blown right in front of you.

“Raraya, you’re weird.” Was all you said to me and walked away into your house.

I didn’t know what to do with myself. Do I follow you or do I wait here? I pondered. I waited a few minutes longer hoping I didn’t look like some idiot just gawking in the direction you went. I waited for five minutes, I remember counting and you came back outside with a soccer ball. I honestly would have waited longer if it meant that I could see you again.

“Hey, Raraya!” You shouted at me. “It’s going to be a few minutes before my dad can fix your tire.”

“Okay.”

“You wanna help me practice my soccer kicks?” You asked smirking at me.

At that moment, I knew I had fallen for you. The little smile you’d given me was everything I never knew I needed to see. I smiled back at you and nodded my head.

“Well c’mon then Raraya!” You exclaimed and ran to your backyard.

I smiled to myself that day because I knew I had gained a new friend. A friend special to me, and I don’t know what it was about you helping me but from that day on we started growing closer. And I liked that very much.

A/N: I’ve decided to keep the original bike picture in here simply because TS4 doesn’t have transportation and I’m simply too lazy to try and find a pose of someone on a bike with a bike accessory.