“AVERY! You Jerkface! Get down here!” A skinny boy with short hair under a grey beanie sat outside his best friends window. He drank out of a metal army bottle full of some strange concoction of alcohol, and coughed. “Oooh. That's the good stuff.”
Avery slowly rose out of bed and sighed. His alarm clock ticked quietly next to him.
It was five minutes before his alarm was supposed to go off which upset him greatly.
He begrudgingly slid out of bed and walked to his window. He pulled up on the frustratingly hard to move glass until it was open enough for him to get his head through.
Avery looked down to his buddy and shouted at him angrily. “I said ten o’clock moron!”
“It is!” The skinny boy screamed back.
Avery ran to his wooden desk and picked up his alarm clock. He then aggressively walked back and stuck his head out. “Check the clock! I'm sure you'll see that It very much is not 10!” He chucked the golden clock down at his friend. It smashed to pieces on the blacktop driveway below.
There's a pause.
“Can’t rightly check it now, can I?” The short haired kid looked at the graphic remains behind him.
They both burst into laughter.
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Avery Green and Toby Smith had been friends since they were kids.
They grew up together and loved each other like brothers.
Avery moved into Toby’s neighborhood when he was five.
Back then, Toby didn't have very many friends. He’d find himself playing alone in his backyard with sticks and rocks that he found lying around.
One day Avery saw Toby outside hitting a tree with a stick over and over. He didn't seem to excited to be doing this activity. In fact he looked brain dead.
Avery bit his lip and walked to his back door. “Momma! I'm going outside!” He slipped his shoes on.
“Shut up! You're so loud!” His mother called from the family room.
“Ok...” He frowned and ran out side.
Toby hit the tree over and over again until the stick finally broke in half. He sighed and then started jabbing the tree with the broken stick over and over again. When the stick was finally deep enough into the tree to poke out on its own, he slumped to the ground angrily.
“Hi!” Avery said out of nowhere.
Toby jumped at his voice. “Jeez! You scared me!” He said in a mean voice as he stood up.
“I'm sorry.” Avery looked down and grabbed his arm awkwardly. “You just look bored. I wanted to come play with you.”
Toby crossed his arms and grumbled. “I don't like playing with other people.”
“Ok… I'm sorry.” Avery turned around and started to walk away.
Toby’s face softened and he started getting worried that Avery would actually leave. He looked around and picked up a rock. He flung it at Avery and it hit him in the leg.
Avery grabbed his leg and fell to the ground. “Ow! What the heck!” Avery started to tear up.
Toby bit his lip and ran over to Avery. “I-I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking! It was an accident!”
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