Life is a special game.

Sometimes it's fun, like playing jacks or marbles.

You had a talent for some competed on the sandy school playground.

Some more than others. Such as tetherball and hopscotch.

She walked towards you along a street during freshman orientation.

On the sidewalk was a hopscotch court.

You tossed the keychain from your pocket to a square, hopped on one foot, stooped, picked it up.

Hopped on to the end and back.

You smiled as she tossed a hair scrunchy onto the court, hopped down. Hopped back. Smiled.

Special friends ever since. Both won the game.