A/N so this story just came to mind and I had to get it out!

A 10 year old Tyler Simms was sitting, very bored, on the couch, staring at the ceiling. What a great life, he thought. He huffed, tired of trying to count the ceiling tiles and gave up, just sitting there.

This is fun. Yeah right. But this is what you get when all of your friends ditch you.

Yup—all his friends had gone for today, something that rarely happened, but hey it was the beginning of the summer. What'd Tyler expect?

Reid was somewhere off at summer camp since yesterday, where his parents had literally dragged him off to while Tyler watched laughing so hard from the look on his friend's face. Reid's misery made him laugh. Not something you usually laugh at, but a pouting and thrashing Reid would have anyone keeling over. So…Reid had been sent to some all boys' camp. Pssh. Like he's going to survive one day. Even at only a decade old, Reid had raging hormones.

Caleb had gone with family to visit some far off relatives that he didn't even know existed, somewhere in Europe. FUN. But Caleb wasn't one to throw many fits like Reid, so he went willingly and threw away his whole summer.

And then his only hope, Pogue. Pogue was off vacationing in Hawaii. LUCKY. He got coconuts, girls in hula skirts, more coconuts, pretty beaches, and more coconuts. Tyler was jealous. He almost even thought of sneaking onto the plane with Pogue's family. Yeah—Tyler Simms DID have a bad side, but it wasn't seen, not by his clueless friends.

So what the hell was a bored 10 year old boy supposed to do? Nothing. That is, unless your mom comes into the room and asks to take you somewhere.

And of course, Tyler being the bright boy he was immediately declined the offer. No way was he spending a day with his mom. Na-uh. Lame.

But what do all moms end up doing anyway? Duh, they drag you with them trying to get you to have fun. And usually the plan backfires, but what the heck.

"MOM—no it's okay, I'm fine just sitting here," Tyler got out, lying through his teeth. Of course he wasn't fine, but he wasn't about to spend a day with mommy dearest. He loved her, he really did, but it wasn't an option. The kids at school would tease him to no end if he was seen.

"Nonsense Tyler, you're coming with me. I refuse to let you sit here and become a fat, lazy couch potato just like your friend, now let's go!" Mrs. Simms hollered, grabbing the keys and a weary looking Tyler up from the couch. His mom wasn't going to let him sit around and get fat. Boredom was an excuse to use, and when he got older and received the Power, Mrs. Simms sure as hell wasn't going to let her only son sit, become bored, and use until he died senseless. Nope, she wasn't let that happen. Boredom wasn't a choice, he was going to do SOEMTHING.

They got out the front door, a brooding Tyler following his mom to her SUV. He buckled up in the passenger seat and his mom sent him a knowing glance hinting that he wasn't old enough to sit up in the front, but Tyler didn't feel like listening and for once, Mrs. Simms let it go.

They drove in silence and Tyler was becoming agitated because his mom wasn't mentioning where they were going.

"Mom, where are you taking me?" He asked in a somewhat fearful voice. Who knew what plans were brewing in her mind?

" It's a surprise…" She smiled and turned to the front of the car.

"Mom…"

"Just sit tight Tyler, we'll be there soon enough." And with that said neither said a word until Mrs. Simms pulled up into a parking lot of a park. A park?! Oh god…

"Mooooommmm!" Tyler groaned. This was definitely NOT what he had in mind.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"MOOOOM!" Tyler shrieked, louder this time. Mrs. Simms clamped a hand onto his mouth.

"TYLER SIMMS, you will not yell or use that tone with me. Now you will go out there and have a good time understand me?" Tyler nodded, scared out of his wits. His mom had enough of his whining today. He WAS going to enjoy this.

"Now go, come one bud, go…" She nudged her son out of the car and he hesitantly got out, slamming the car door afterwards.

Tyler huffed blowing some hair out of his face and kicking at the gravel under his feet. This was too much. A park?!?! What was he supposed to do?

He glanced up apprehensively thinking this was a joke, but instead was met with his mom opening the trunk of the vehicle, taking out supplies. Supplies to make a sand castle. HELL NO.

Tyler REALLY did love her, but he felt like such a baby. She always brought up his baby moments and how cute he was and all the stupid stuff he did and the things he enjoyed. Yeah, well, that was then.

She needed to understand that Tyler was growing up.

"TYLER! Could you help me?" Mrs. Simms questioned, trying to haul out all of the junk. God…so embarrassing.

He shyly walked over to her, hoping no one spotted him with this stuff.

Together both of them carried it over to a bench and Tyler set it all down. Another lady was smiling at him and his mom. Mrs. Simms politely settled down next to her and both started slow conversation, already becoming good friends. The lady wasn't Caucasian that was for sure. She was pretty, with brown hair and dark skin, more like fair skin. She was very exotic—a very pretty Asian. Tyler couldn't help but stare for a little longer then needed. She looked only to be in her mid- twenty's.

He shrugged, feeling weird again and going back to his awkward self. He walked away not prepared to listen to the two women gossip and catch up on stuff. They already knew each other, or so it looked.

Tyler frowned and continued over to another girl who was sitting reading some book. Nerd, who reads at a park? And in the summer? Tyler wasn't sure he was going to get along with this girl, especially after the fact that she was carrying and currently reading a battered copy of the first in the Harry Potter series. Who does that? I'm so glad Reid isn't here…

Tyler wasn't sure whether to sit down or not. He couldn't see the girl's face to see the way she reacted to his presence. Her entire expression was covered by the huge book. He did, however, get a good look at her outfit.

She wore loose fitted jeans and the biggest shirt he had ever seen, it could have been used as a dress. But she didn't seem awkward in it, in fact, she looked quite comfortable. And her sneakers. Whew…They were torn, battered, almost as bad as the book in her hands, but it seemed to add to her look. They looked like those shoes that you can never give up even when they're slowly peeling and ripping.

So he sat, slowly at first. She didn't seem mean or hostile towards him, so sitting seemed fine, plus his feet were throbbing.

Tyler sat, fidgeting and dwindling his thumbs. So much for having fun. This was worse then being at home.

There was an upside though. The lady next to his mom would catch his eye and smile slightly every now or then. God, she was pretty. He could feel his mouth open a little and felt a gust of wind pass his lips, making them dry. Or maybe it was hormones.

He sat staring at the pretty lady and decided that it was much better then previously. Such pretty hazel eyes. The lady pointed at him and whispered something to his mom who laughed quite loudly. Tyler stared down, cheeks burning and glanced back up seeing the lady staring in the opposite of his direction. He wouldn't be caught staring. Such pretty hair, look at how it sways…

Obviously he was wrong. The girl next to him slowly put her book down in her lap and stared at Tyler who was still transfixed with the pretty lady his mom was chatting with. The girl followed his gaze and saw that dazed look and made a sick face.

"Are you checking out my mom?" She asked him. Tyler broke his concentration and looked at the little girl. That lady is a mom…wow.

Tyler was confused with her question. He was a VERY uninformed 10 year old.

"What's 'checking out'?" He asked, stupidly.

"I dunno I saw it on MTV when my sister was watching it…" The girl said, also lost about the definition of the phrase.

"So were you checking out my mom?" She asked still waiting an answer. What a weird girl she doesn't even know the meaning and she's asking ME?

"Umm…if checking out means like at the grocery store then, no…I think…" Tyler answered using his decade old knowledge. His response was so funny. Checking out? At the grocery store? Reid would have KILLED to see this. Gosh—kids and their antics.

"Why would my mom go to a grocery store with you?" The girl asked, taking a new lead on the topic.

"Huh?"

"Well if checking out means at the grocery store then you would buy my mom?" The girl questioned, calculating something with her fingers. Man, oh man. Little kids were so…strange. Their uneducated brains led them to say stupid things.

"Uhh…." Tyler wasn't sure how to answer this one.

"Okay…" The girl looked at the boy and decided he was pretty dumb, but cute.

"What?"

"Um, nothing." The girl said, going back to her book. What a strange boy, she thought. Tyler looked down at his lap and smacked a hand to his forehead. GREAT, now I'm right where I started, bored with no friends.

Tyler was sitting for another 7 minutes or so before he went almost completely insane. This was freakin nuts. Sitting here and getting mosquito bites. Why not make it useful?

So he did what any crazy kid at the park does…he went over to mommy dearest and began unpacking the sand castle stuff.

He got all that he needed the shovel and other materials and walked over to the huge square box that consisted of the huge slides, monkey bars, and a lot of sand. It looked so empty, no one was on it.

So Tyler found a deserted place and sat down squishing his hands into the grainy sand. It felt so good. He enjoyed the feeling in his palm.

Then he continued making his sand castle, gathering some wet sand and compacting it into the shape maker thing. He was going to make Spencer Academy. The huge place he was dying to go to when he got older. It was so pretty.

He set out to make the glorious place with sand when a tiny shadow blocked some of his view.

He looked up and met with a pair of burning hazel eyes looking intensely at him.

The weird girl that was sitting there being…weird was standing over him. Awkward…

"Hi." The girl plainly said as if she only meant business.

"Hi." Tyler said back, trying to block his eyes from the now approaching sun. The girl sat down close to him though she was clearly uninvited.

"What ya making?" She asked trying to put the pieces of his masterpiece together in her mind.

"Oh, um, Spencer Academy…" He trailed off brushing some sand onto his shirt.

"It's really pretty, I've seen it. My sister goes there," The girl smiled at him as if smugly rubbing it in his face that she'd seen it and he hadn't.

But Tyler didn't picture this girl to be so much like Reid and in reality, she wasn't.

"Really?" Tyler asked, eyes widening at her revelation.

"What's it like?"

"It's really open…and there are a lot of shiny things." Shiny things? Wow…great description.

"Lockers?" Tyler asked. And the girl blushed looking down. She obviously knew things most of the time, but not this once.

"Yeah, those things…" She looked over at him uneasily trying to see if he was judging her on her answer. He wasn't, he was just staring at her curiously.

"So are you going to go there when you're older?" The girl asked changing the topic.

"Ya"

"Me too, but I don't want to go there. It seems too…snobby," The girl scrunched her face up in distaste at the word. She obviously had issues with some girls at school.

"It actually sorta does, but in a way it's cooler that way!" Tyler exclaimed getting a little jumpy that the girl was associating with him and actually getting somewhere.

"Yeah" she smiled at him, this time a genuine smile.

"So, what's your name?" Tyler asked.

"Kiki, just Kiki…" She didn't want to answer about her name. It was simply Kiki nothing more. It wasn't a nickname, it just was…

And luckily for Tyler, Kiki was enough. He didn't press for more.

"Cool, I'm Tyler Simms," He stated. The two met gazes and a true smile broke out on both of their faces. Tyler marveled at her looks. He hadn't actually taken a good look at her yet, he hadn't analyzed her features. But she was pretty. She had shiny brown hair just like her mom's and the same skin. They were almost replicas, except Kiki hadn't matured fully yet.

"So, Tyler how old are you?"

"Ten." He said proudly smirking with his gleaming teeth.

"Oh." And Tyler swore he heard a sense of disappointment cross her voice.

"How old are you?" He asked throwing the question back at her.

"Nine…" She muttered it under her breath like she was embarrassed by it. Ha, I'm older then you, Tyler smirked.

"Nine?" He asked trying not to rub in the fact that he was older then her. He was always Baby Boy, but now she was younger. Finally a younger friend. YES.

"And a half!" Kiki yelled, defending herself. She crossed her arms across her chest not liking the feeling of being the underdog.

"Okay…I was just asking. JEEZ." Tyler turned back to his now halfway done sandcastle.

Kiki changed the subject and decided to join him with his building.

"Hey, can I make one?" She asked, tired of sitting on the sidelines watching him construct his…thing.

"Yeah, make your own." He grabbed a few supplies and threw them at her, one hitting her in the head. Tyler sniggered. How rude.

Kiki smirked.

"I don't need this one anyway Tyler…" She smiled taking the biggest bucket and a shovel and then shoving the bucket onto his whole head and banging the shovel into it. A loud banging sound was all Tyler could hear. His ears were ringing slightly and the thumping was pissing him off.

Oh—she was good. But she cheated.

Kiki held the bucket there, still banging and when she knew Tyler was stuck inside the bucket she jumped up, grabbing her Harry Potter book and making a run for it. She sprinted to her mom and tugged on her arm.

"Mom, let's go…" She said hurriedly, watching as Tyler struggled with walking in that bucket. He was having some issues taking it off and as soon as he made a run for it he ran into something. Idiot.

Kiki laughed as she saw the blinded Tyler bump into a pole and fall to the ground. Tyler's mom quickly rushed to his side and checked for bruises, taking the bucket off his head which left Tyler to glare at Kiki while she smiled evilly. Oh, she got him good.

He made a mean face and she returned it with pleasure.

And then while Tyler's mom brought him back to the bench Kiki said something to her mom.

"Mommy, Tyler was checking you out!" She yelled it a bit to loud and Kiki's mom gave her a bewildered stare while Tyler's mom was scowling at him.

Tyler on the other hand was frowning, a deep blush settling onto his skin. It was sure to be permanent.

And with that Kiki smiled playfully at him opening her book and returning to her page. Right before Tyler left, he swore he saw her grinning evilly behind the book.

This was the beginning of something…beautiful?

A/N okay...so i know i haven't updated my other fic yet, but i have a sort of writer's block so i needed to clear that...and this was the result.

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