lemon boy • a briffin story.

meeting

Billy's POV:

I rode, down the street on my bike working hard throwing newspapers on every corner I had just one more house to go to, I was about to throw it until I saw some kid putting a whole ass lemon into the dirt i didn't want to be noisy, but I really wanted to know what the fuck the kid was doing.. I hopped off my bike walking over kneeling down to his height.

"Kid what are you doing?"

"First off.. I'm not a fucking kid I'm 12!"

".. Your still a kid-"

"ANYWAYS, I'm making a lemon tree!"

".. Why don't you have seeds?"

"It grows faster this way."

".. Uh okay I've also never seem you here before are you new in the town?"

"No! I've Lived here all my life."

"Oh that's strange.."

"Well, I'm billy Nice too meet you?"

I said with a smile.

"Yeah.. Nice to meet you too!"

Griffin said, then started shaking my hand.

"Are you always.. Just delivering papers?"

He asked raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's pretty boring."

"You should come hang out with me some time!"

"Maybe.. Anyways I have to deliver the last paper see ya!"

"Wait! Before, you go let me do something."

"What?"

He pulled out a yellow, sharpie writing something on it.

"I-is this your phone number?"

"Don't flatter yourself, it's just my address so you know where to come!"

".. Yeah okay- bye."

I ran to my bike, getting on then leaving that was kind of weird.