"you don't know how much i've got to loose!"

[ FLASHBACK TO JULY OF 2008! ]

"WHENS NANA GONNA BE HERE?"

i clutched onto uncle chris's neck, with my head on his shoulder, feeling overwhelmed and nervous about going to church without mama being here.

it didn't feel right, and it felt like something was wrong.

i had blades in my right hand, holding onto for dear life.

"i dunno sweetheart, but she'll be here soon with papa."uncle chris kissed the top of my head, and checked phone, grumbling about nana not knowing how to work a phone.

as time went by, nana still wasn't here, and uncle chris had been talking with a few of his friends.

one who had a son too.

"who's this cutie?"i looked up to find a young woman with a bright smile, and light curls, before i ducked my head into the crook of uncle chris's neck.

"this is becca."uncle chris told the woman, and i clutched onto him tighter.

"hi becca, i'm grace."the woman introduced herself, giving me a smile as a took a glance at her, "i love your name, it's beautiful."

"thank you."i whispered, and she smiled once more.

"i have a son about your age, would you like to meet him?"she asked, and i slowly nodded, figuring it'd be best to meet some friends.

the woman who named herself grace walked away, and came back a minute later with a boy in jeans and a nice dress shirt.

he had light brown hair with hazel eyes, and a wide smile, "becca, this is my son preston. he's seven."

"hi!"he grinned, and i smiled a little.

he seemed like an alright person to hang out with.

out of the corner of my eye, i saw nana and papa walking towards us, making me gasp, "nana! papa!"

nana grinned before taking me out of uncle chris's arms, who was holding his ear, "ow becs!"

i giggled, giving nana a hug, before giving papa one, and he held me.

"how's my favorite granddaughter doing?"nana asked, and i giggled, "good."

"was waitin' for you two to get here."uncle chris told them, and nana grinned.

"well we are here now, and right on time."she explained, before papa,
nana, uncle chris and i ( sorta ) started heading towards the church.

"can we sit near that woman we met and her son?"i asked, and uncle chris chuckled with a nod.

"looks like someone's crushing."he teased, and i frowned, "am not!"

"am too!"he teased back, and a scowl wore on my face.

"i'll have mama be mean to you and tug your ear."i threatened, and he laughed, "do your worse becca kay."

"alright i will."i nodded as we got into the pew, and uncle chris sat me down, as the woman and her son came into the booth, with her son sitting next to me.

"what happened to your leg?"he asked, and i looked down at the pink cast that i had, and shrugged.

"a boy in my class pushed me off the monkey bars and i have something like fragile bones? so i broke it."i shrugged, and i saw preston i think it was start to get mad.

"if i was there i'd fight him because no boy should touch a woman."he stated, and i smiled.

little did i know that the boy i was next to would become my best friend, and my boyfriend.