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Once upon a time.
A boy and a girl both rode the bus to school.
They went to an Elementary called Twin Peaks.
It was an elementary far from their house, pretty much only cool kids got to attend this school.
(or our parents were just nice and sent us there to keep the attendance numbers up so the didn't shut the school down)
The boy was smart, funny and popular and in fourth grade.
The girl was kind of shy didn't know many people because all the kids she went to kindergarten went to a school called Fox Hills. She was in first grade.
The girl sat in the front with her friend Jordan.
The boy being popular sat in the back of the bus where only the cool kids got to sit.
After two marvelous years the parents of the girl had her transfer back to the school in her area called Fox Hills.
And the boy kept attending Twin Peaks.
Many years later this boy and girl revisited this school and talked of there many memories involving it.
For some reason the big magical place was a lot smaller then what was remembered from many years ago.
You see this cool fourth grade boy eventually took pity on the small shy first grade girl and now lets her hold his hand from time to time.

She is one lucky girl.

Kevin and I had the same first grade teacher Mrs. Keotter. She was the best. She taught us how to spell. Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis.
Its rumored to be the longest word in the dictionary. And we were only in the first grade. yeah.
so cool.