Road to Memories

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As driving to a familiar street.
There were houses and I spotted his house.
A tear roll down

Memories came to me, Lucian lived in this street with his parents, young sister and niece.
Remembering everything what happen in this street. His parents were the nicest people ever who supported their children in everything.
His sister Natasha got pregnant at the age of 15 almost turning 16. The father of the baby left her.
But she didn't care about him leaving. She only cares about who going to help her with the baby.
Her parents volunteer to help out, babysit the baby as she goes to school and let her stay with them. Lucian became the man when their father died of lung cancer a week after the baby was born. Got to see her once and died the afternoon.

"Hey are you okay?" Ask Michael snapping me out of my story-telling about the Moras.
"Were you crying?" Getting out of the car along with Kole.
"Ya just got emotional", wiping the tears.

"Of what?" Ask Kole.
"Lucian use to live here", i said getting out and look around as more memories came out.
"Can't Believe it's only been 3 months since he passed away", said Kole looking at a medium size house, painted white with blue.
"I remember seeing him walk down the hallways as he was the Superman. Always having a smile on his face even it's a bad day. He makes people smile and laugh with one simple way,
Himself. Remember him so much wishing was a dream and just wake up but... school wasn't the same without him. Everybody was mourning his death. I remember seeing you enter school. I could tell You couldn't sleep. Tear marks cover your face. At his funeral service you cried more when you saw everybody attend. Knowing he was important. He was my first best friend.. I just... no one can't just forget and move on that easy like April. It's impossible to".

I look at the house he was staring at,
"I know he was like my brother. I just wish I died instead of him. But that's life, taking away the good people and leaving the bad to rot....
I agree with you Kole no one can't just forget him that fast. April doesn't want to be seen as weak".

Michael twinkles my hand with his and puts them inside his jacket's pocket.
Turns to look at the house as well.

Lucian and Michael were known as the Hero and the Villain. Michael encounter Lucian in a fight making them have detention for a week.
Lucian was the hero, for standing up to the victims of bullying, saving clubs by joining them with Me, Andrew, Liza and more.
Michael is the villain, for bullying, fighting and bad boy. He took over the statue when Joey was arrested. He was the king and Lucian was the prince.

Joey once fought Lucian when Joey tried to kiss me. I know right.
Once Joey took average of the fight.
Michael came in and save Lucian.
They were frenemies.
They're friends once there a fight, they team up.
If there nothing to fight for, they go on their separate ways.

If Lucian and Michael have classes together is like celebs got spotted by paparazzi.
If they were assign to sit together is much like they were the Royal princes.

I look at Michael, I see his jaw tightened up.
Looks like he was holding something.
I squeeze his hand and turns to me. His eyes show something.
Then we turn to Kole, he was Lucian's cousin I know right. Never knew. Kole look up to him, wanted to be like him.
"Okay", said Kole clapping his hand together.
Later whip a tears off his face.

He looks down, raises his eyebrows and smirks.
Michael and I follow his staring to our hands.
He squeezes my hand one more time and let's go.

Forgot we were holding hands. Holding his hand made me feel happy and calm.

I hear them talking, " So Mik—", but Michael covers Kole's mouth.
"Hey Stormy come inside, text your parents you are going to be late," he says.
Michael takes off his hand from kole's mouth.

I did what he told me, I texted them I will be late. I have a school project with my partner. He invited me to his house.

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The chemistry between them
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