♈Dakota♈
I hear Troy laugh, then follow behind me. Soon, he comes up beside me, and we're running side by side. He grabs my hand, and I smile.
After running through many streets and allies, we leave town and race into the woods. After weaving through the trees for a while, we clear the trees, standing in our usual paradise.
The Cliff.
It's actually a lake, with soft sand and smooth, sun kissed boulders. But erecting beside it, is a cliff with a large tree.
Troy and I hike up the cliff, leaving the beach behind. Gripping the branches, we swing up and into the tree. We climb up until we reach the top, where we've woven sticks into branches to form two chairs.
Sitting in our chairs, the cool wind whips at our faces. "It's hot up here," Troy says, removing his T-shirt.
"Yeah, I agree," I say, removing my own T-shirt to reveal my grey tank top.
♉Troy♉
I can't help but stare at Dakota in nothing but a grey tank top and skinny jeans. Her dark brown hair whipping freely. . .
Mental slap! Wait, hold on Troy. Dakota's your best friend. You can't be hitting on her!
Yet somehow, as I look at Dakota, I can't help but think. . .maybe I am.
♈Dakota♈
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Troy staring at me. I smile and turn to him. "Need somewhere to stay tonight?," I ask. He nods. We put our t-shirts and leather jackets back on and jump from the tree. Hand in hand, we race back through the woods.
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That Cliff By The Shore
RomansaTroy and his best friend, Dakota, have never met anywhere besides The Cliff. What is The Cliff, only a best friend paradise. Troy is an abused highschool senior. Dakota is a junior emo that was abandoned at the age of twelve. These two have known ea...
