Ich werde dich nie vergessen

~I'll never forget you~

The school bell rang out, piercing the summer air with its screech. Joyous chatter filled the hallways as the students rushed out, happy that their holidays had now officially started.

A raven-haired boy was leaning against the doorway to a certain classroom, carefully watching everyone who left. His blue eyes followed the students rushing down the hall, before looking back into the classroom.

A pretty brunette had just packed up her books and was leaving. Her green eyes lit up when she saw him and a slight smile played on her lips. "You didn't have to wait for me," she told him.

He smiled, reaching out and taking her bag from her. "Who else would wait for you? Till?" he retorted.

She gave a giggle, looking over at him. "I can't believe the holidays are finally here!" she said with a grin. "We can go swimming and have a tonne of picnics. Oooh! Let's go camping. Just you and me."

Richard bit his lip but smiled, although now his thoughts were elsewhere. "Sure. We should make the most of this Summer. While we still can."

She looked at him curiously. "What do you mean, while we still can?" Richard didn't reply, opting instead to chew on his lip. "Richard, what aren't you telling me?"

He gave a sigh. "Myra… I'm…I'm moving. To Berlin. My parents are moving me to a school there. Dad got a new job there and…" he trailed off, his blue eyes cloudy.

Her mouth dropped open. "You're…leaving? But but... I don't want you to go!" She couldn't help but stamp her foot, looking much like a toddler that's been told they can't stay up late.

If his heart wasn't breaking and if the situation wasn't so sad, Richard might have laughed. Instead he pulled her into a hug, just holding her and not letting go. "I know, Liebling. I don't want to go either…"

"Berlin… It's just so far…" she uttered into his shoulder, pools gathering in her emerald eyes.

"It's only a couple hours away. You can come visit," he replied, gently stroking her hair.

"You'll forget me… You'll find someone prettier and forget all about me…" Myra sniffled.

He pulled apart from her, holding her at arm's length. "That won't happen. You're too wonderful to ever forget. I love you…"

~

The alarm clock blared, waking Myra from her dream. She sighed as she got up. She'd  had the same dream again. Not that memories can be classed as dreams. She shook her head as she stepped into the shower, the hot water waking her and making a tiny groan of pleasure escape her lips. She pouted at the water as the words that teenage-Richard had uttered years ago circling around in her head.

I'll never forget you… I love you… I'll never forget you… I love you…

Myra growled. She couldn't believe that she'd fallen for his words.Empty words, empty promises. She wondered if he'd even meant them, or did he simply use them to stop her from crying. Not that it mattered any more. Ten years ago it had, but not anymore.

~

"Ok class, today we'll be discussing mitosis and meiosis," Myra began.

Grumbles arose from the class as she turned to the whiteboard and began to write up notes. The grumbles turned into shouts of surprise as a soccer ball came smashing through the biology class window.

She growled, her eyes taking on a hard edge that quieted the class in a single look. Just as she picked it up, the sound of footsteps could be heard and someone came running into the room.

"I'm so sorry," he panted. "The students can't aim their kicks very well yet."

She froze. In front of her stood the spitting image of Richard. No, that couldn't be, she told herself, shaking her head. There was no way it could be him.

The raven-haired teacher  gave her a tentative smile. "I don't think we've met. I'm Richard. I'm the new gym teacher," he told her, sticking his hand out.

She shook his hand. "Myra; Biology."

He put his head to the side, looking at her for a moment. "I knew a Myra once. She was amazing..." He gave a grin. "Well, I gotta run. I'll see you around." With that he sprinted off down the hall.

She shook her head as she returned to writing on the board. Obviously it couldn't have been him. And Myra was a common name, wasn't it? It was just coincidence, she thought to herself. It couldn't be him. Could it?