Year: 2042

Chapter 11

     Night had fallen, by the time we got home the temperature had dropped insanely.The ride home was quite enjoyable though, once we enter the house, a part of us stubbornly yield. We stood there not stirring a conversation,the sound of the soft noises in the air distracted it from being obvious. He seem nervous by the way he pulled his hands out of short yellow jeans, ran them through his hair, then folded them then awkwardly placed them back into his pocket. I stared at the floor, i looked up at his eyes they are locked with mine. Caribbean amber the most beautiful eye color a human could inherit. I immediately distracted the little scene well goodnight, i said walking directly to my room. he dont move.

I haven't been in bed for 20 minutes when I heard a soft knock on my door, I open it to see

Timothy standing at my door, I nearly fainted just seeing him in pajamas something other than his casual clothes. He probably saw it in my eyes when he smile

What are you doing he asked

well , it's night time, i am forcing myself to sleep

You don't say he said in response.

My right hand is holding the door opening and he is still standing there.he finally said

I couldn't sleep, Across the hall I saw your light was still on

Hmmmmmmmm i signed come in i said

I got into my bed

He is standing in the middle of the room awkwardly, I hit the bed, so he'll be aware that he can sit by me. 

So... I finally said searching my brain for things to say, have you discovered all the cool gadgets of the future yet, just knowing you been here longer than me.

What?

What I asked"

This phone isn't mine, it's new, it never runs out of juice, it receives energy from the sun or my body heat

What about connection?

Everyone has unlimited data. He cocks his head into his knee and he crossed his arms

I played with the green hair rubber bin that held my hair together, the glue connecting it together was becoming loosen, maybe tomorrow the sky above us, that we raised our heads to study its beauty will quickly faded and folded like a scroll, I didn't know where this was going, why I was bring this up, he looked at me, I forced myself to hold his stare

Why do you say that?

I don't know anymore??

What were you like? I picture you, nerdy/geek and bookworm the smallest guy in school.

He laughed and said "all this time you pictured me as a geek? We both laughing.

I graduated last year. unlike you I wasn't well known

Popular I interrupted him

He nodded then continue, I was in the football team, but I wasn't the cool cute guy who all the girls liked. I spent a great amount of my junior year hoping the day that I graduate approached faster, the day I get out of there.

That is how I felt everyday I suddenly spoke up.

Where did you get your accent from? He asked

My parents... both of them were born in Jamaica, they wanted a better life so they moved to america the land of the free. My parents however, has a much stronger accent then I do.

Like their dialects he corrected

''I guess.'' 

We laughed at the jokes and stood silence at the heart felt emotions. I discovered more about him than David ever given me the chance for the two of us to sit down and talk the night away.

Timothy lived with her divorced mother and she worked at waffle house and his 11 year old sister whom he refers to as a brat. He used to work at Winn Dixie as a cashier. He loves watching America's got talent and the sport channel.

That is a mouth full, I wonder what he discovered about me.