Little Lonely Hibiscus *HIATUS*

I Ate Soggy Bread.

The cold and dark days of November never seemed gloomy to me. I was the only kid sitting by the edge of the local pond with being able to not worry about the toddlers wading in the water and pissing all over the place. And the mothers yelling to their sons not to go too far, or to stop trying to grab the fish.

All the commotion had seemed to cease away like the small waves overlapping each other. One by one, the waves grew smaller and smaller, until a dead rainbow trout appeared and was washed out and slid onto the mud.
"Heyo," a familiar voice calls from behind me. I turn my head around to see my friend, Mickey, holding a roll of bread. Score!
"How'd you get a hold of that?" I asked, astonished. He chuckled and sat down on the damp grass next to me.
"Today was just my lucky day. A raccoon ran into the bakery and while Mr. Chuck was busy chasing it out, I got a hold of some rolls and bagels."

"What happened to them?" I asked, eyeing the one golden, warm, soft roll.

"Well, turns out he's a professional at kicking animals out of his shop, and he caught me red-handed while I was stashing the rolls in my pockets. I ran away but I could hear him yelling at me from behind, saying he'd swore that he would wallop me right then and there next time he sees me. The rolls and bagels fell out of my pockets because I was running so fast, but I managed to bring this baby back."

I tried to hide my laughter between my hands, but I knew he could sense it. He smiled a little, breaking the roll in half as crumbs fell down his jacket. Just as he handed me the half roll, a small splash of water fell from above and landed on my head. The pond water starts to shake and more droplets fall.
I put the roll in my pocket as Mickey urged me under a tree. I pull out the roll just as rain starts pouring all around us, the weak leaves on the tree giving us barely any protection.
We laugh as I bite into the squishy roll, feeling the water seep out and start taking the precious item apart.
Dew drops fell from his hat, so he took it off and started shaking it in my face, waving the water at me.
I snatch it and smile, then chuck it in the air so it would shake more droplets off the leaves and onto our heads. The moment he was about to catch it, a bell rang from the sidewalk.
A bicycle bell, to be more precise. I turn around to see a kid wearing a helmet that was obviously too big for his head.
He had a bag strapped onto one of the handles and appeared to be chewing a big wad of gum.
"'Ey, you there!" He called out from the rain, trying to get our attention.
I looked at Mickey, then back at the boy.
"You mean me?" I shout back at him. He shakes his head and points to Mickey.
"No, him. You're a thief. I saw you earlier, robbing me dad's bakery," he blew a big bubble a dull-colored pink gum, making a snapping noise with it as it popped. Mickey walked up in front of me, and squinted his eyes to see the boy better.
"Yeah, alright. And what're you going to do about it?" The boy stared at him intensely as Mickey yelled the words to him. The rain started to slow, and the noise died down.
"I followed you here to fight you. Unless you want me to fight your girlfriend instead, because you're a wimp," he spat the gum out on the asphalt and pushed himself off his bike.
"She's not my girlfriend and I'm not a wimp," Mickey said with an embarrassed red face and began to roll up his sleeves. I quickly grabbed his arm and looked straight at him. "Fighting him is only going to make matters worse. Let's just ignore him and then wait for him to go away," I said, hoping that would change his mind. But I knew that it was too late for that.
Mickey had a look in his hetero-chromatic eyes, as if saying that he knows what he's going to do already. I let go and watch him walk up to the boy. He had his sleeves rolled up too and he took off the bulky helmet.
"You're gonna pay for the bread you stole, or you're gonna eat my fist," the boy grumbled to him. Mickey shook his head and gripped his fingers tightly together.
Just as the boy raised his fist in the air, bells started to ring in the distance.