X-Kid (Sequel to "Little Boy Named Train")

Lost Again

Train wiped his forehead of his sweat and took a deep breath. He placed the hammer he had been using to nail in train tracks down onto the ground and walked to sit down and take a deep breath. He grabbed a water bottle out of a cooler and drank from it.

"Train?"

He looked up at a man he'd come to know as his doctor. He was the one who got him out of his coma, so he was told.

"Yea, doc? What's up?"

"I'm afraid to ask you this, but you should take it easy, go home, and rest today."

Train frowned. "Why's that?"

"Well, you see, your head trauma left a bit of a hemmorage, so working any harder may cause the hemmorage to grow."

Train looked the doctor up and down. "Sorry, doc, I'm saving up for something."

And you're totally lying to me, he thought. C'mon, it's obvious. Your eyes are darting off to the side.

"What could be so important that you'd risk severely injuring yourself?"

"Is it any of your business? It's not like you'd care."

"I want to know."

"Fine. I'm saving up for me and my friend to see Green Day in Colorado Springs." The doctor froze. "Problem?"

"You need to go home and rest. Now."

"What's your damn problem?" Train stood up, meeting the doctor's eyes. "I can make my own decisions! I'm staying!"

The doctor gave him a faint smirk. "Fine." He walked over to Train's boss, saying a few words.

"Train! C'mere," the boss called.

Shit.

"Yea?"

"You're done for the day."

"But boss I--"

"Go against me and you're fired." Train growled.

"Fine." He walked to his car and drove back to the foster home. When he walked into his room, "Holiday" was playing. Ace looked up at him.

"You're back! How'd it go?" Train didn't answer and flopped onto his bed. "Train? You okay?" Ace slid off his bed and tapped Train's shoulder. "Hey." Train rolled over to face him.

"What?"

"What's wrong? You seem pissed."

"They sent me home early."

"What? Why?"

"It's my damn doctor. He's been watching me like a hawk. It's like he doesn't want me to do anything. He was even hesitant on letting me buy my Green Day CDs."

"Why do you think that is?"

"I have no clue...but I think I need to find another way to make money. If they're gonna keep me away from the train station, I'm gonna have to find another way..."

"The doctor doesn't watch me. I could find a way to make money. I can...I can help around the foster home!" Ace cheered.

"Brilliant!" Train ruffled Ace's hair. "You're so smart! Alright, we can't give up! We're gonna get to see them--whether my doctor likes it or not!"

"Yea!"

Their determination renewed, the duo were prepared to get their way--no matter the cost.