29: Roaming Around

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We're walking these dark streets together and I feel practically invincible. Who would've guessed that you could feel extremely alive at 1:38 AM? Multiple voices are bouncing off the buildings lining these city streets and back into my chest - you can sense the vibrations. It was great to be back together with the whole gang again. But I especially appreciate your presence; I have become a little hyper aware that you're strolling beside me. 

We're also all acting like crazy psycho's - yelling and screaming and laughing and singing and crying out over and over because we can. 

I don't think the elderly in this neighbourhood are particularly fond of our gathering.

The boys keep jumping on each other like idiots, Sam almost broke his arm after Jack had "accidentally" tripped him. It happened about four times in a row after the first incident though and he couldn't stop laughing at Sam's reaction.

Accident my ass.

It's obviously late in the night - extremely early in the morning - but we're kids! We're young, YOUTHful, what else should we be doing?

Night is a time when anything and everything happens.

To quote Shakespeare: "[it's when] churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out\Contagion to this world" (Hamlet 3.3.350-352).

Oooh!

Spooky and scary and creepy yet fun things happen now.

So there you go: since we're all free and underage and reckless and careless, 

we can do whatever we want.

That's why you are edging closer to me, and my feet somehow magically gravitate towards you as well. We're gonna do something forbidden and totally out of character! Right? Who the hell cares, I'm on top of the world at the moment and no one is capable of killing the high I'm on. That's why what's gonna happen in a bit is totally okay and abnormal for us.

Great!

Look at that, we've been left alone at the back of the group and have miraculously obtained some privacy, hidden away from the rest. Who would've guessed that it was gonna just play out like this? Definitely not us.

I am not going to say a word to you, but I think you're well aware of that by now. I think my shoulder has now just brushed against yours for the millionth time tonight. I can also now notice that your pinky finger - with the cool silver band on it - is now brushing against my hand. Are you asking for permission or something? I am going to make a very bold move now by stretching my fingers out a fraction and touching your hand a bit more.

Fantastic!

Look at that, now we've made some progress and are on our way to doing the supposed "risky business" that lays just ahead. The group is still quite a ways away from us so I think that what is going to happen will still remain undetected by them.

My feet are slowing down at the moment, I'm staring at your beat up chucks and notice that they're doing the same. Are we actually getting to the good part now? How Exciting! The street lamps are keeping the mood around us quite mellow. We've stopped walking and I can see your shoes have just turned towards me. That's interesting, now I am doing the same. 

I think I can guess what happens next!

I feel your gaze on me but I am choosing to keep my head down, eyes hidden. You know that I'm shy and get awkward incredibly quickly. You're gonna have to pull me out of my thoughts to get me to pay attention to you. Wait a second, since I'm currently avoiding your stare, I am now just noticing that my dark waves have gotten a little rough looking. Does it look like I haven't brushed my hair for a week again? How embarrassing. This happens all the time, I don't know why it has to be so unruly and difficult. Why can't my hair just be normal an-

"Jo?"

Oh god, was that you I just heard utter my name? Do I have to deal with this current situation now? I'm not ready, I'm now nervous! I was being all cocky before like I always am but it was all a lie! It was a joke people! I'm gonna cave in on myself or do something terribly embarrassing or I'll start to cry or I'll say the most random fact about hippo's or I'll-

"Jo? Earth to Josephine? Hello?" I finally am looking up now, here you have it. 

"Yes?" I know I'm probably right, and I do like you, but if you're gonna do what I think you're gonna do just know I am basically the weirdest person ever and I am inexperienced and it's going to be really bad. Actually, I probably will think it's amazing afterwards, but anyways...

"Great, you're finally giving me your undivided attention," ha ha ha you're so funny.

"Yah, well, what'd you stop to tell me? I'm curious to know." I can see something in those captivating green eyes of yours. You are making a decision here, trying to figure out if your next move is going to result in something good. Maybe even more than good. I hope it's what I have been secretly waiting for.

"Well, I- I just wanted, to- You know..."

"Sorry, but you're gonna have to try and be a bit clearer than that, what is it?" I'm sort of smirking at you cause you're getting flustered and that rarely ever happens. I've somehow managed to get the upper hand and I am going to relish in it for a little while.

"I- ugh!" someone seems to be having a bit of difficulty...

"What is it?"

"You know what? I- Fuck it."

Woah, now you're being ballsy and I've been caught off guard. In this split second, you've somehow leaned closer to me. So close that I can feel your breath on my face and your nose brushes against me. Wait, it's taking me a minute to process that you're lips are now on mine. But, I've now been taken back into reality and am loving every second of this.

After awhile...

We break apart and are now breathing slightly heavier, staring at each other as a mutual emotion is passing through us.

What an experience this has been.

Interesting.

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Song: ROSIE (LoveLeo)

A//N: Am I writing like stories now or what? This is pretty bad so I'm sorry but I tried something a little weird/different and am not sure how I feel about it. I was also really unsure about including names because I almost never do that when writing weird poetry/short story stuff. But I gave it a go and the only name for the "narrator" like person I could come up with was Josephine and I've always thought it was kinda cool so... yah. 

Anyways, hope you're all doing well and staying safe!!









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