Miles Away

Chapter 6

net·work 

noun 

1. 1. 

an arrangement of intersecting horizontal and vertical lines. 

synonyms: web, lattice, net, matrix, mesh, crisscross, grid, reticulum, reticulation; 

plexus 

"a network of arteries" o  

2. 2. 

a group or system of interconnected people or things. 

"a trade network" 

synonyms: system, complex, nexus, web, webwork 

"a network of friends"  

October 5, 2013  

Serendra Towers, Mckinley Hill (Philippines) 

Trumpets. 

Bebop. 

Jazz music. 

It rang into both their ears in a Saturday morning causing their brain neurons to wake and half dance with the rhythm lost in its funky beat. Headache is what it made them both sit up on the bed, Philippe with his hand on his forehead and Heather slowly trying to open her eyes search for the source of that beautiful yet annoying sound in the morning. 

"Lyndon!" 

"Rocio!" 

"TURN THAT MUSIC OFF FOR PETE'S SAKE IT'S A SATURDAY MORNING I SHOULD BE IN BED TIL 10 AM!" They both yell in unison but no one else was in the room to yell at. 

"Lyndon if you won't fucking turn that loud music off I will kick your balls out of my room!" Philippe yells again and female gasp followed by a laugh comes out of nowhere... in his room. 

"Am I dreaming? Rocio brought a guy in here and threatens to kick someone's scrotum off?" Heather half laughs and hears a guy scoff. 

"It's not the scrotum I will kick off it's the testicles." Philippe responds. 

"Whatever. How would I know the difference I'm not a doctor or a male specie to have that." Heather replies and lies back down on her bed without being bothered that she was talking about the male reproductive organ with a stranger who is a also a male specie. 

"You must've studied that back in gradeschool, general science? Or at least have seen them when you engage in sexual intercourse." Philippe replies not wanting to figure why or who he is talking to as long as he somehow makes a point with this person. 

"Yeah I did study that back in gradeschool but it was fairly insignificant. It's just male balls and I haven't had sexual intercourse with any man yet. Ever. I am proud to say that." Heather answers groggily but with a smile. 

"Oh so I am talking to a virgin here-" 

"Why have you had sex already?" Heather asks without hesitation and without regret and the guy doesn't answer. 

"I asked you a question stranger." Heather sits back up and searches for her laptop that was sitting on the desk beside her table. 

"I've had sex once." Philippe answers thinking it may do no harm for he was talking to a complete stranger, he knows nothing where the voice was coming from for his eyes were closed and even if he did have sex with many girls he knew nothing was wrong with that so he did tell her anyway. 

"Mmm" Heather replies as she slowly carries the laptop onto her lap to take a good look at the person she was having sex-talk in the morning with.