I Could Be A Million Things (Pt.1)

They had known each other since before they were even born. Their parents were old friends, so it was no surprise that they knew each other since they were babies, sleeping side by side in their respective cribs while their parents chattered away with their long cups of tea.
Her parents owned a chain of department stores while his parents ran a carpentry business. It would have been a shame if the two of them hadn’t gotten along, a union of two of the richest families in that little town they lived in would have benefited everybody. But they did. They became best friends since from the moment they could talk and walk.
She was the livelier of the two. More adventurous, more daring, more spunk. She was the one with all the great ideas designed to get them into trouble, the one who set their neighbour’s cat on fire and got them grounded for a good 2 months. He was the quiet one. Always more sensitive and cautious, always stable and collected even as a young child. He was the one who would make sure they weren’t caught during all of her daring schemes and the one to stand guard while she tried to break into their principal’s office.
They were always together. Everywhere they went, to the grocery store, the arcade, their school, the playground. Their names rolled off people’s tongues naturally like it was one word. Everyone knew that when they saw one of them, the other would either be arriving soon or in hiding waiting to pounce on unaware strangers.