The Last One

Hammock

I came home from school that day, hyper and all smiles. Chey wasn't at her house today, she was with her mother, but I took this as an opportunity. I came inside, sat down, and ate an egg with some toast. Today was just going to be a day of relax. Little did I know, I'm wrong. I was going to go outside to get the mail but when I looked out the door, I saw a different person. Riding a red bike, was a familiar guy I've seen around school. He had short blonde hair, that was his baby. His hair, made him. He was much a flirt at school. But only had his eye set for one. He was a cutie. I looked closer. Blue eyes, white teeth. That's Hammock! I stick my head out of the door.
"Hey Hammock!" I yell at him.
He almost falls off of his bike. I give a laugh.
"Hey May!" he yells back.
I run outside.
"I didn't know you lived around here, too." I said. "So many of our friends live around here!"
"Yeah, have you met my brother?" he said. Once he finishes his sentence a boy, with darker hair, a bit thicker than him, looks about 12, rides up behind Hammock on a blue bike.
"H-Hey. I'm Chase. " He manages to work out of his mouth. He was shorter than me, but he wasn't smaller. He seemed interesting. A person who id like to get to know.