Pestilence

Three- Old Rival

The walk doesn't take very long since Harry is so eager to see Noah that he is running to Beth's house of Toft Avenue. We got to the colleges in about three minutes! Three! It takes me about ten minutes to get to the main gate, yet we're at the far end with the car parks an bus stops! This is bloody insane! 

"Wait. For. Me." I beg, panting. I have never been the running type of girl, my calling came from swimming and water based activity.

"You're so slow Tegan." Harry whines, flipping his curly jet hair from his eyes.

"Shut up." I gasp for air, we're by the spooky vandalised graveyard. This is trip to Beth's is bound to be the most calorie killing "walk" I have ever had.

"Fine." Harry stops.

"Thank you." i smile, feeling the beads of sweat forming on my forehead. For God's sake! It's December, now is not the times for half a mile runs.

"Tegan, how are you?" Harry asks randomly.

"I'm fine." I shrug.

"Tegan, we haven't spoken since my Dad's Halloween barbeque and all you have to say to be is 'I'm fine'. God, you're boring!" he teases.

"I'm fine, thank you." I reply sarcastically.

"Better." Harry smirks.

"How about you, mister, I get straight B's in every exam and get to swim in Eddis' pool whenever I want because he's my best friend but I never invite the swimmer." I snort.

"Oh I'm great. Eddis' pool is amazing, It even has a wave machine! It's just like a public pool except only Eddis and I are in the water." Harry laughs, mocking me. He knows how much I love swimming, especially in the sea, the waves are always the best thing to swim against. Oh the perks on living on King Edward Drive. I sigh, longing for a chance to dive into Eddis' pool.

"You are such a dilly daydreamer Tegan." Harry chuckles.

"Shut up!" I say.

"Look! I can see Beth's house!" Harry points from the hill. I sigh, we all used to race our bikes on the hill. "I'll race you?" Harry offers.

"No!" I plea, too bad he's already charging down the hill. I follow, laughing, my Godbrother is so immature.

"Harry, I have to go in first!" I call. He stops at the closed door to the Winchester home.

"God, I've missed this street." he remarks. I nod, Toft is the best place in the area for kids to grow up on, there's a sweet shop a mere five minutes away, a school about ten minutes away and colleges fifteen. Almost no cars come into Toft between the hours of ten and four in the summer so the children are free to frolic in the streets, block parties weren't uncommon and everybody looked so happy that all negativity would disappear once entering the avenue. Harry and I live on Ruskin, that road is more of one for motorcycle races, feuds, dogs being let loose and public drunkenness. Hilary used to live on a road connected to a main one, that was never fun since we could never play on his street but we were fortunate to be friends with Beth and Noah since their street was the best of all. Most summer days would be spent on Toft Avenue, having adventures. I sigh. Life hasn't killed the spark of Toft Avenue.

"Let's go inside." I suggest, pushing Beth's door open. "I'm back! And we've got company!" I call.

"So more than just you?" Noah laughs.

"Yes, because this is like my second home." I reply.

"She's not kidding." Beth shouts from the kitchen.

"I don't doubt that." Noah continues to chuckle

"Noah?" Harry asks, spotting the New Zealander twang to his friend's voice.