Roy Kupkus

Kidnapped

October 28th, 1987

I was waiting outside on the steps of school waiting for Roy.

For the past 10 minutes I've been texting with him and it's the same thing.

"Where are you?"
"I'm coming."
"Ok, now where are you?"
"I'm coming-I swear."
"Roy."
"On my way."

I rolled my eyes at the phone, then turned it off and put it back in my pocket.

After that I readjusted the strap on my bag that was hanging off my shoulder then leaned against the wall.

They had let my class and a few others out since our classes ended earlier than others, so everyone was just hanging out in the courtyard.

Finally, the front doors swung open and Roy class ran out, including Roy.

"Hey! Liar!", I called to him as I jumped down the steps.

He stopped and turned around to me right as I jumped off the railing and beside him.

"Bout damn time", I laughed and he sighed as he put his hands on his hips, looking down at me.

"Happy Birthday you annoying, bossy, impatient, sarcastic, bitchy, little person I despise most in the entire world", he smiled down at me.

"Thank you-you lying, annoying, just as sarcastic person-second person I hate in the entire world", I smirked back.

"If I'm your second most hated person in this world, then who is?", he smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Your ego", I said, then we smirked at each other.

"What do you want for your birthday?", he asked as we walked down the sidewalk beside each other.

"I don't really know", I shrugged back.

"Come onnn-you gotta want something", he said."Food? Coney Island? Birthday sex? I can help ya out in that department."