
Run, Duck, Love... Wait, What?
Slowly but Surely
"They asked for YOU!" I pointed out to Alenbh, my best friend, she was the only person I smiled at when I saw, the only person I flip off when I'm joking. "You swear they were British?" She asked with obvious concern. "That or on crack" I replied, slamming my shitty locker. "But not all that polite or, proper? No buzz cut?" She was prying me for information. "Nope." I popped the 'P'. "Why are you so worried? Just sayin if I knew why, I could help more." I was desperate to know the backstory of my best friend. "School today? No. Lets ditch, ill tell you over lunch. K?" She suggested as she did everyday. "OFFICIAL FUCK IT DAY!!" I raised my arms, excited.
We got to the sweet diner on the corner of the block. "What can I get y'all taday'?" Mary's accent, southern as ever, asked. "Hun, do ya gatta ask?" I knew Mary knew what we wanted, we come here every day, except Sundays, those are sacred for one thing, and one thing only. "Coffee and French toast commin up!" She cheered, taking our cardboard menus. "Spill" I nodded at Alenbh (Batman). "Okay," she breathed. "I was born in England, you know that, my accent." She went on about how she grew up with her best friend, Liam Payne. The ended up dating, in high school. When he didn't make X- Factor the first time, she was the only one who really got his mind off it, he swore they'd be together, always. She convinced him to do it again, he made it that time. That stupid band formed and he was never around. "I started to cut" she showed me her wrist, I gasped at the many, MANY, scars, deep and light pink. He left, they barley talked, then, the last thread still hung of the relationship was cut, he started dating Danielle. She changed her number and ran away, she was terrified of HIM, what he did to her, he broke her. "My god! That's terrible, well if I ever see the bastard, jails not THAT bad a place." He laughed as we sipped coffee and munched French toast. As we left, and have Mary as gracious a tip as usual, we knew exactly where to go. I picked up my box from an old ticket booth and Batman got here from an old news paper stand. We joined our usual group, artist and bums with spray paint. I grabbed my bandana and covered my face from the strong smell, then got to work. The hiss of my can rattled away, paint dripping, cans clinking, I got lost in my art. I stepped back and disturbed Luna, I had no idea how she got here everyday when I left her at home the morning before. But she was born here, and abandoned here, I'm sure she'd remember it. I gave her one of the cans if wet food as I did Everyday and lay with her while I watched Alenbh, we both planned on being artist, just painting all day, we both had the correct potential. We just had to get the money for a studio, which was hard cuz working, HA! We hate being bossed around. And we're getting there, slowly but surely.
We got to the sweet diner on the corner of the block. "What can I get y'all taday'?" Mary's accent, southern as ever, asked. "Hun, do ya gatta ask?" I knew Mary knew what we wanted, we come here every day, except Sundays, those are sacred for one thing, and one thing only. "Coffee and French toast commin up!" She cheered, taking our cardboard menus. "Spill" I nodded at Alenbh (Batman). "Okay," she breathed. "I was born in England, you know that, my accent." She went on about how she grew up with her best friend, Liam Payne. The ended up dating, in high school. When he didn't make X- Factor the first time, she was the only one who really got his mind off it, he swore they'd be together, always. She convinced him to do it again, he made it that time. That stupid band formed and he was never around. "I started to cut" she showed me her wrist, I gasped at the many, MANY, scars, deep and light pink. He left, they barley talked, then, the last thread still hung of the relationship was cut, he started dating Danielle. She changed her number and ran away, she was terrified of HIM, what he did to her, he broke her. "My god! That's terrible, well if I ever see the bastard, jails not THAT bad a place." He laughed as we sipped coffee and munched French toast. As we left, and have Mary as gracious a tip as usual, we knew exactly where to go. I picked up my box from an old ticket booth and Batman got here from an old news paper stand. We joined our usual group, artist and bums with spray paint. I grabbed my bandana and covered my face from the strong smell, then got to work. The hiss of my can rattled away, paint dripping, cans clinking, I got lost in my art. I stepped back and disturbed Luna, I had no idea how she got here everyday when I left her at home the morning before. But she was born here, and abandoned here, I'm sure she'd remember it. I gave her one of the cans if wet food as I did Everyday and lay with her while I watched Alenbh, we both planned on being artist, just painting all day, we both had the correct potential. We just had to get the money for a studio, which was hard cuz working, HA! We hate being bossed around. And we're getting there, slowly but surely.
Haha I wish all I've got us sports and skool but this years lookin better!! I saw it cuz I was goin through all my old comments
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