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when the bus stops at it's destination i begin to feel a little bit sad to be no longer sitting with phil, but i am glad to get to go on a hike with him. it turns out that phil and i have a lot more in common then i had anticipated.

me and phil walk somewhat behind the group and i tell myself that it's to make sure that no people are left behind even though i know it's to get phil alone. we continued our conversation and learn new things about each other. though technically everything we learn about each other is
new as phil points out causing me to errupt in giggles much to the surprise of the others.

to most of those in the group i am just the pastor's silent son who most are scared to approach for no particular reason other than the fact that i seem anti-social. i used to be out going and all of the church loved me, well until my mother. after that i became closed off and quieter. it had been a while since they had seen me this genuinely happy and giggley, as of late i've been full of fake smiles and even faker laughs. so maybe the group was glad that this new stranger seemed to be cracking their leaders shell a little bit. or maybe they were jealous that i get to keep him to myself at the moment. regardless i'm happy at the moment.

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