Breakfast was over and I, already, was tired. "Hey Derek! Dude can you take it easy?"Maverick yelled. I looked over to see Maverick concerned. "It's ok man. I got it" I said, hoping I releived some stress on the little guy. "But-but, Derek. I worry that all this stress is making you tired." "Maverick," I walked over, lifting his chin," Its ok. Im fine." Maverick was blushing so hard, his face turned as red as a tomato. "Uh-uh-uh-o-ok" Maverick stuttered. Maverick ran to his corner, and opened his phone to his Instagram. I turned on my favorite song, Succubus. I was singing the lyrics without knowing it. "Hey Derek, don't forget to practice your bass guitar." Garrison reminded me. "Thanks man." I replied Duncan walked down and rurned off the song. "The hell man. I was jammin" I laughed "ha. Well I got to go. School and shit like that." Duncan whined. I patted him on the back. "Good luck man" "Thanks mate" he replied. "See ya guys later" Duncan left, and we were all alone. (Btw we are school drop-outs) Garrison was in tears, " I hate this time of year." "Well, at least he is making money." I replied. I feel as if Garrison has feelings for him. Hell, I can't read minds.
(This was the song Derek was singing)
YOU ARE READING
Mostly Imaginary
Short StoryDerek, Duncan, Garrison, and Maverick are all fake beings. They just hang around and do nothing but something happened. ❗Cussing ❗ (These are some minor ocs) ((None of the pics are mine))
