Seraphine and Jae

Seraphine and Jae (The Beginning, Middle and End)

A/N: Because I felt like it.

*MOVE IN DAY 23 YEARS AGO*

To little Seraphine Lane, today was just another normal day. As she sat outside playing with her best friend, she had no idea her fate was about to move into the empty house next to hers. 

*LITTLE SERAPHINE'S P.O.V*

"Uno, Dos, Siesta. Said a East. A West. I met my boyfriend at the candy store. He bought me ice cream. He bought me cake. He brought me home with a bellyache. I say "Mama, Mama! I'm so sick. Call the doctor. Quick! Quick! Quick!" Doctor -- Doctor when I die. Close your eyes and count to five. 1,2,3,4,5. I'm alive!"

"That was fun. Let's play it again!" I begged my next-door neighbor and best friend. Kameron Whitehall. A little girl whose mocha skinned shimmered in the sun as her long braids swayed side to side with every step she took.

"We played that a kabillion jillion times already. Let's go watch cartoons before I have to go home." Heaving out a saddened sigh, I pouted before I thought of the delicious snacks my parents just bought me from the store. Since I loved to share anything I had with Kameron, I couldn't wait to share them with my friend.

"Okay. Do you want to eat some grapes with me?"

"Yes, I love grapes!" 

"Me too!" I exclaimed grabbing her hand and pulled her near the door. 

I stopped when I nearly forgot my bucket of sidewalk chalk that we had been playing with earlier. I gathered the scattered chalk and when I stood from the ground, I nearly dropped them when a big moving truck started to rumble as it came down the street. 

When it parked in front of the empty house on the other side of ours, the biggest smile appeared on my face. I was at a time in my life where I loved meeting new people, and I couldn't contain my excitement.

"Look! New neighbors!" Kameron said loudly before she took off home to tell her mother. Prompting me to do the same.

"Ooh! Mommy! Mommy!" I ran to the porch and screamed her name through the screen door. When she didn't come fast enough I started to ring the doorbell.

"Stop ringing that bell like you're crazy, Sera! I'm coming." As my mother reached the door, I opened my arms so that she would pick me up. I was very small then. Well, at least small enough to still be carried by my parents.

"Look, Mommy. There's a moving truck!" 

"Well, look at that Baby. You're right. We have new neighbors and they have kids." Laying my head on her shoulder, my held on to her and she walked to the end of the porch so that we could get a better look at our new neighbors.

"Mama?" I squinted my eyes because they didn't look like us. But they didn't look like my teacher either. She was a white lady.

"Yes."

"Why are their eyes like that?"

"Because they're Asian, Baby?" I nodded my head as if I understood what she meant by that.

"Can they see like us?"

"Yes, of course. They just have smaller eyes. Just like you have small eyes." When she tickled my side and waved her hands in front of my face.

"I like small eyes. Can we say Hi?"

"I'll tell you what. Since their kids look around your age how about we bake them some cookies to eat while they unpack?"