friends ; l.h. a.u.

fourteen

PREPARE YO SELVES

July 25, 2013

Age: 17

"Desi!"

"Deeesi!"

"Desiii!"

"DESI DAMN BASCOMB! OPEN YOUR WINDOW!"

I looked out the window and saw Luke standing there in his favourite red, black, and white plaid shirt and ripped jeans with his black vans, tossing up rocks in his hand.

"If you break this window, you're going to have to pay for it you know!" I called out to him.

"Whatever can you please come out?!" Luke asks.

"Why would I?!" I asked.

"Because it's important!" He answers.

"What's important?!" I asked again, trying to irritate him.

"I'll tell you when we get to the park!"

"Why not now?!"

"I want to be alone with you!"

"Why don't you-."

"JUST COME OUTSIDE GOD DAMMIT!" Luke yells.

I let out a laugh, "I'm just messing around with you, jeez Lucas."

"AND MY NAME IS NOT LUCAS!" He yells for the last time.

"Whatever! Just let me get ready!" I called, walking to my closet. There were barely any clothes in here. All I have is a pair of sweats, old shirts, and sweaters.

As I was pushing the hangers back and forth, I found something that made my whole life flash before my eyes:

Flashback 13 years ago:

Today, mum told me that there was someone moving in Emma's house across the street. I was really excited to see who it was. Maybe I won't be all alone after all.

There were two big guys carrying big boxes in and out of the house and I saw a little boy who looked the same age as me, running around and making action noises with his toy rocket.

I walked over to the boy and brushed the pieces of my hair out of my face. "Hi! You must be the new kid!"

He stopped running around and looked at me, "Actually, my dad sent me back here because he's going on a world tour."

I tilted my head to the side. "What's a world tour?"

"You really don't know what a world tour is?" He chuckled.

"I'm only five!" I threw my hands in the air.

"Well, a world tour is when someone, or more people, go to different places around the world to play shows." He answers.

"Then let's go on a world tour!" I exclaim.

"You're really funny." He laughed.

"I am?"

"Yeah, you are. You're also really cool and pretty."

"Thanks! You're funny, cool, and handsome too!"

"I like you."

"I like you too, but, I don't know your name."

"Yeah, you're right! Well, my name's Luke."

"And my name's Desi. Just Desi."

"Well Desi... Friends?"

"Friends..." We both pulled each other into a hug and he then pulled away.