I slept surprisingly well last night. But not surprisingly it was brought to a quick stop as I heard a doorbell. I got up to open the door met face-to-face with the new boy.
"You ready" he asks as if it's not way to early
"What I thought you would walk me home from school not the other way around"
"It's cool you're house is just in my walk"
"I haven't even gotten dressed. And what am I supposed to eat"
"It's fine I can wait. And I brought you a donut just in case you were hungry!"
I invite him inside and he finds a spot on the gray couch in my living room as a slowly march my way to my bedroom. I would usually spend at least 10 minutes trying to decide what to wear but Elijah's presents with me feel like I had to rush so I just grabbed a white T-shirt and some jeans.
I walked back into the living room to find my mom his place to her self next to Elijah interrogating him. "You brought home a boy?!" She yells in an unreadable tone. I genuinely can't tell if she's excited or mad. "He's just a friend mom" I scoff "cmon Elijah I'm not being late to Mr Hines' Class again"
Most of the walk was pretty silent, partially because I was eating a doughnut and partially because I hadn't had a friend to actually talk to for a while. I mean I had a friend who lived out of state and we would call on the phone but that's not the same. Elijahs a different type of friend no? Very different...
