Travis' P.O.V.
I kept walking, making my way over to Addison Apartments as I did. It had been 1:17 when I left my dad's house. Addison was a bit far away from where I lived, but not enough to need to use a car every single time. If I were to be looking on the bright side right now, it would be that I was getting some good exercise out of a walk like this.
As I walked, the apartments came into view and I saw the familiar blue hair of Sal Fisher. Next to him stood Larry Johnson, they seemed to be talking. I got closer and stood a few feet away from the two, trying to let them finish the conversation.
Larry looked over to me, and my heart skipped a beat. Why? Whatever, that wasn't important right now. "Travis is here." He told Sal, gesturing towards me. "Oh, hey, Travis!" They both walked up to me and I met them halfway.
"You don't have a jacket or anything? Arent you cold?" Larry asked, and yes, I was very cold. It had snowed a bit recently after all. But all I could say was, "No, I'm fine. I'll manage." I didn't want him of all people to worry about me.
"If you say so, man." His response made it seem like he didn't believe me, did he see through the lie? "Hey, guys!" We both looked over to Sal, who stood a bit away with a snowball. Oh no.
It seemed like the Snowball fight only took a second to start. I took cover behind a nearby bush, trying my best to stay covered. And although I tried, I got hit the most with snowballs. I had hardly even thrown any during the fight.
After what seemed like half an hour, the fight stopped and I sat tiredly by the bush I used for defense. Now I was even colder, and way more tired than when I had arrived.
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Not Just A Church Boy
FanficWhilst his parents are out of town, Travis decides to make an attempt to make amends with those he's treated poorly after a conversation with a certain blue haired classmate of his. Little does Travis know, these attempts end up bringing him closer...
