Metanoia

4: Bikes Down The Hill

That Running guy was right, it does get way more hot once the sun fully comes up. Walking up to a bench on the boardwalk, I put down the water bottle down that he gave me, then took my jacket off, instantly becoming freezing. What the hell?? I hate it when the weather is like this, making up put your jacket on because it's cold without it then it gets unbearably hot with it on. I just decide to leave it off because it's better to be cold then hot in my opinion. With a long sigh I pick up my crap walk up the public board walk to start walking "home".

Walking from the beach to all the buildings and roads, it instantly became about 8 degrees (f) warmer, probably because these buildings block the cold air coming off the water, most likely, at least I think. I walk out into the sidewalk of main street and almost instantly heard a loud yell from up the shallow hill.

"LOOK OUT!" I heard a strange farmilier voice call. I look up to see a blue blur of a bike and boy speeding right in my direction. I also almost instantly jump out of the way when I do see it with a fear of my life.

"WHAT THE HELL!!" I yell to him as he zoomed past exactly where I was just standing. He must have put his break on once he saw me because his bike stoped a few feet after he would have hit me.

"Sorry ma- oh! Hey I know you!! From before!" I heard him say, and at once I recognized him as well once he wasn't just a blur. "Wazzup Mullet!"

"W-Wa?! Mullet!! And what's up??? You almost just killed me!!"

"Oh please, you're being over dramatic. And yeah!" He said with a soft laugh, and if I didn't know better then others would think that the laugh was innocent, "Your mullet was vary rememberable!

"That doesn't mean you get to call me that!" I argue back, stepping back onto the place I was at before, to hold my ground.

"Welllll  SOOorrrrRY Mr.charmless!" I heard him say in a defensive tone, a more disgusted look on his face. He turns back around without another word and speeds off down the hill.

What did he expect? He literally almost ran me over. Why would he expect what he was expecting?? Whatever. Wait. I'm actually wearing the hairband that he gave me. Half of the water in the water bottle that he gave me is gone. Did me notice those things and assume something??

I turn around and watch as he road down the hill quickly, seeing him pull into an old looking flat building with a neon light sign claiming it as the "Arcade!! Best on the beachside". I sticker a bit at the claim, thinking it to be absolutely ridiculous for people to believe in such a claim, but also ridiculous that the tan boy in blue went there instead of the obviously better one a bit farther away.

"AOI WATCH IT!!!!" I heard a loud voice from behind me, a voice that sounded like it belonged to an 11 year old boy. A green bike zooms past me, and once it gets a bit farther away I could see a shorter looking girl on the green bike, the skirt of her dress flying in the wind behind her because she was standing as she practically flew down the path, luckily she was wearing shorts underneath so I couldn't see what I didn't want to see.
Another shot past me,

"PIDGE WAIT UPPPPP!!!" A deep yet childish almost voice called out, a bigger tropical looking boy on a yellow bike struggling to catch up to the smaller girl on the green one. They pulled into the same place where the other boy was, he must already be inside "the best arcade on the beachside".

"Hunk! We were supposed to be here ten minutes ago!! Ya know how Lance always gets here early too, he's probably already been here for ages!" I heard the girl say as she got of, her bike, leaving it next to the blue one.

For some reason.. seeing all of this and somewhat being involved in the event made me feel lonely, made me feel empty. Like, I was right outside of all this fun and friends, that it's touching me but I can't reach it, no matter what i does, because this wall that I've built.

No, I've already told myself that I'm ok with this, that this is better then being hurt again.

I turned a blind eye to the group of friends, starting to walk home quicker as I physically felt the wall grow higher, just as I told it to do.