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What lies underneath

Rocky Road

Rocky Road

Oct 26, 2018

I was just sitting on the porch, as always, smoking a cigarette which I had previously got out from a pack stolen from my father, as always. My aburn brown hair swiftly brushed across my face, meeting my dark brown eyes as I stared into the sky and at the trees that stood tall before me. It was fall, but with the weather still being a bit hot still, it seemed like summer was still here. Rubbing my bare arms, I stretched, my black t-shirt creasing a bit as my arms went up toward the ceiling. My light colored skin must have looked lighter due to how cold I was. 

I should have thought to at least bring a jacket out here. But this wasn't my house. I was waiting for my best friend to get up off of his lazy ass and get out here. But unfortunately, he's not an early riser, and I don't think that he ever will be anytime soon. A heated exhale passes through my lips, and my best friend passes through his door. 

"How long have you been here?" He sat down next to me, his short blonde bangs swept off to the side, giving a better view of his grass green eyes and his million freckles, although it seemed like there were more or less. 

"A couple of hours." I took in a deep breath and exhaled smoke. "You really should learn to get up early, Wilson."

"Well excuse me, early bird Mason!" He made a pouty face that made him look younger than sixteen. "I can't get up that early!"

"What do you even do all day?" This needed to be put into question. I always assumed that he would be staying up all night watching Judge Judy. "You can't be that tired."

"Well...I do watch Judge Judy a lot..." Bingo, I knew I was right on the nose. "But I also watch reality dramas."

I stared at him in complete confusion. I knew the dramas he was talking about. They were always pretty dramatic. And most of the stuff the characters were dramatic about was complete nonsense. It didn't make sense to me, and I didn't have the urge to question his ways. 

"You know..." Wilson held his head up with one hand while the other was holding the crease of his jeans jacket, an article of clothing I wish I had at the moment. "Sometimes...sometimes I want to get out of here...out of this town, you know?"

I sighed and blew smoke. I rested my elbows on my knees, leaning forward a bit and looking in his direction. "You know that the only chance you'll have to do that is if you graduate from high school. And college."

Wilson sighed and, with his arms now folded, rested his elbows on his knees as well. "Yeah, yeah you're probably right."

We continued to sit there for what seemed like hours, not one of us saying a word. Every once in a while, one of us would shift around a bit, just to get comfortable. It was getting awkward, and I had taken a long drag of my cigarette. 

"You know you're too young to smoke." Wilson looked at me with a sly grin. I gave a low chuckle and looked at him with a slyer grin.

"Yeah, you're probably right," I said plainly, looking towards him with my head turned to the left. "But you're too young to come with me and the gang to bars."

"Hey, just because I'm sixteen doesn't mean I can't hang out with you guys!" He pouted and sat up, his arms crossed. "And you're too young too! What are you, fifteen?"

"I turn sixteen next month." I took another long drag of my cigarette before stomping it out. Looking out to the road, I looked over at Wilson. "You wanna go over to the drive-in theatre and hunt some action?"

"Yeah, ok." Wilson grinned. He knew as well as me that we wouldn't be having much fun just sitting around like bumps on a log. We grabbed our things, which was only my cigarette pack, and started our ten to fifteen minute walk to the drive-in theatre close by. 

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Fifteen-year-old Mason is introduced to the table, as well as his best friend, sixteen-year-old Wilson. They might find something exciting at the drive-in theatre.

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