Chapter One
"Remember that?" Jeff asked laughing as he took a handful of popcorn and smiled down at the picture.
Matt and Jeff were home for the week and they were helping their father clean out some rooms. They had come across some of their old high school yearbooks and they were reminiscing about the pictures and the people they remembered.
"I remember that she chased you down the street with a baseball bat and told you that you were sick and demented...." Matt said laughing as they looked at a picture of a girl the Jeff used to date. Jeff laughed.
"Ready to turn the page?" Jeff asked smiling at Matt as he sipped a can of soda.
"Yeah go ahead." Matt said grinning.
Matt watched as Jeff turned the page and a picture fell onto the floor. Jeff handed Matt the yearbook and leaned down picking up the picture.
Matt saw Jeff stare at the picture and smiled handing it to him. Matt looked down at the picture and sighed.
It was a picture of himself, and one of his long time best friends Leah McCoy. Matt smiled, "Wow." Matt said softly standing as he stared down at the picture. Matt had his arms around her and they were smiling at the camera. "I remember when you took this picture of us, it was right before you and I left for the WWF." Matt said softly smiling as he thought of Leah.
They had meet in 10th grade when she moved down the street and ended up having some class’s with Matt. She’d become his best friend and they had gotten really close. Jeff and some other friends made up the group that they hung around with. Matt always thought she was incredibly attractive, but he never could get himself to tell her so.
For all of high school he had, had a huge crush on her. Leah was like that one friend that everyone has that makes them glad to be who they are, and makes the happy to be alive, and always knows what to say to make them feel better and to make them laugh.
Matt stared down at the picture of her beautiful face... he couldn’t help but wonder how she was or what she was doing at that very moment. He had heard that her desire to become a famous singer had landed her a record deal last fall and his father who was friends with her mother mentioned that she was selling many records and touring heavily so Matt assumed she was succeeding, he had heard her song on the radio once and was happy for her. Being a famous singer was always Leah’s dream, like wrestling was to him. Thinking of her now for the first time in along time made Matt miss her suddenly. He wondered what it would be like to meet her again face to face. Matt realized even though they’ve been apart for so long, if he had the opportunity to see her again he wondered if things would still feel the way they had last time he had seen her, he realized then in his heart nothing had changed and he was sure that Leah was most likely still the same person he remembered.
"Hey Matt, I can tell your thinking about something... what’s up?" Jeff asked as he began flipping through the yearbook once again.
Matt sighed and looked back up at him now concentrating back in the present. "Ohh uh nothing, I.... I was just thinking back on Leah.... I haven’t seen her in a long time, I was trying to picture what it would be like to see my other best friend again." Matt said softly pacing slowly back & forth across the room.
"Yeah it would be cool to see her sometime." Jeff said smiling as he set the book down, and grabbed another opening it up and looking through the pages.
Matt sighed as he walked over to a window and stared down the street toward Leah’s house. Her mother’s old car was parked in the driveway and there was a nice white convertible parked along the sidewalk. It was probably Leah’s for when she was home. His father said her touring schedule was insane and when she was home it wasn’t for long. He had said that she had come by once or twice to visit with him knowing that Jeff and Matt were on the road with the wrestling and that he alone. She had always gotten along good with their father.
After several moments, Matt glanced back at Jeff and listened to him talk about people in the pictures and laugh about old memories, changing the conversation, perhaps not on purpose. Matt realized that the conversation was over and he shrugged it off and went over to look through the old yearbooks himself.
Chapter two
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