Chapter 5: Neighbor

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   I woke up early again today for school. Nothing new. I took off my shirt, grabbed my jeans, and walked to the bathroom. As I closed the door I turned to the mirror just to suddenly be reminded of the bleeding scars on my hips and wrist. Fell down another trapdoor. Pathetic.

   I walked out to my car to find across the the street was a black truck that looked familiar. Josh's car. It had the same dent on the side car door as his. As I stood in awe a bit more, it was brought to my attention that a boy with dark-red hair had stepped outside of the house and walked over to the driver's seat of the car. Josh. He was about to get in until I yelled across the street to him. 

   "Josh!"

He looked around a little, until he finally noticed me and smiled. I smiled back.

   "Hey neighbor," he said, still smiling, "Want a ride?"

"Sure."

  "This is sick," he smiled as i climbed in the car.

I laughed, "sure is."

A/n whaat  another short chapter? I'm reading over this and I can't help but to feel like this is being rushed, comment if so and I'll be sure to find the time to rewrite this if it makes it better.

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