The White Eyes

The Treehouse

"Dad where are the boxes?"
"What?"
"The boxes From the shed, where are they,"
It took him a while to answer he knew what I was up to. I wanted to take the items for witchcraft up to the treehouse.
"I threw them out,"
"No you didn't"
"Fine,  there in the basement. You know I hate the witchy things, it's not appropriate," He said in a disgusted voice.
"Hugo,"
"What,"
"Don't bring it in my house leave it somewhere else."
"Fine."
    I don't know why he was so shocked and disgusted by the fact of witchcraft. It wasn't harmful. Unless you are being stupid and wanted to summon a demon or anything like that. I got off a barstool and started my way to the basement. I never liked it down there. It was always so dusty and dirty. And disgusting. I went down and grab the two boxes and went back up. I mean usually they aren't dusty but sitting down there it was bad. There was probably a inch of dust.  One of the boxes were a little bigger than a shoe box.  The other was almost the size of a moving box. Picking up the bigger one first and then put thee small one on top, I headed up the stairs. Dad was waiting and sent me out the door while ruffling my chocolate hair and he shut the door.
    I put the boxes in a wagon and headed for the treehouse. We lived next to the woods and you had to go pretty far in to see it. Walking towards there I could see another person walking in the distance with light blonde hair. He seemed to be going the way I was so I ended up just walking faster. Soon the treehouse came into sight and once got to the bottom, I pulled down a basket ad put the boxes in there and lifted it up. I soon climbed up and got to the top and pulled the boxes out of the basket. I started to unpack when I heard a voice.
"Look at that treehouse! It even has a tire swing dude!"
    It was the blonde with a another kid. He had dyed blue hair and black roots with shimmering green eyes. Then the blonde looked up. His eyes were hazel green-blue color. He waved and i waved back. I went back to taking out the tarot cards, crystals, herbs, jars, and other things.
"Can we come up there?" One of them shouted.
I contemplated for a minute and then decided, "Sure,"
    Then creaks were from the two boys climbing up. Once they reached the top they were wowed by all the witchcraft and different tools and items. "I'm Hugo by the way," I said.
"Oh I'm Milo and this is Joshua," The blonde said. He was probably a little taller and had a more masculine build he was probably 16. Blue hair was a little shorter and had the same built. I was probably the same height as him. I had chocolate brown hair and green and a blue eye. My blue eye  was on the left and green was on the right. It was a genetic gene passed on through my mom's side.
"Your eyes look really cool, they look beautiful," Milo said.
"Ah thanks,"
I pulled out a pocket watch. I forgot to put it on so i put it on. It had a moon imprint and stars around it.
"What do you up here?" Joshua spoke for the first time looking around curiously.
"I usually end up looking over the forest and read. I decided to turn this into hangout spot for me." I said with a sigh.
"So do you and your friends hang up here?"
"Oh, no. I don't have friends around here. Their online, we've never actually met,"
Milo finally decided to talk, "We can be friends. That way you're not lonely anymore!"
I grinned. It was often that people ended up coming around here. It's always lonely out here.
We all ended up chilling in the treehouse for a little while until it started to rain. I pulled an umbrella from a rack and grabbed a jar to collect some rainwater. I needed to get some more after dad decided to dump the jars out.
"Well I'll see you guys later, please don't take anything or move something from there spot. It's there for a reason," I said
"Will do," They both said in unison.
"Have a good day."