+BURST+ (Inanimate Insanity) (REWRITE)

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The air reeked of grease and, faintly, burnt rubber as I skateboarded down the sidewalk. Baseball was behind me, slightly struggling to balance due to him being sort of new to skateboards. He was learning quick, though, and he definitely had potential. We were headed for the abandoned skate park, like we do after his usual practices.

"You did good out on the field today, man."

"Thanks, Nickel, but you say that every practice," his smoother voice spoke behind me.

"Well, am I wrong?"

He shrugged, "I don't suppose so."

"Exactly, I'm never wrong," I said with a smirk, as we arrived in front of the chain-link fence. The hole in it got bigger each time we went in and out.

"I've seen you in history class, Nickel, you get shit wrong all the time," Baseball crawls through the whole in the fence.

"History sucks, ok?" I follow behind him, "It's all 'war-this' and 'war-that', where's the non-war history?"

"Sure, whatever."

Baseball set his backpack down onto the cracked pavement, setting his skateboard gently beneath him and putting one foot on it. He was quite the gentle giant, believe it or not.

"I'm gonna sit out today, my backs been killing me ever since Tuesday's hard-flip attempt."

"Alright, no biggie," Baseball responded, adjusting his pale hair from under his red-brimmed hat. He began riding around, before attempting a 180 no comply. He ended up missing stepping back on the board, and it rolled away in front of him.

He chuckled, "yeah, I'm not really feeling it today either."

"That's fine, do you wanna just look at memes or something?"

"Sure, do you have any weed?"

This was a somewhat unusual request. Yes, I did have some on me, but he usually only asks for it when somethings up. A tingle of concern bubbled inside of me, one of the few things that I only feel around him... and now Suitcase I suppose.

"Yeah, I do. You wanna talk?

"Maybe," he responded bluntly, sitting next to me on the edge of the ramp. I unzipped my bag, grabbing my vape pen. The cartridge had some juice left, so I didn't bother getting a new one. I took a hit, and then passed it to him.

"Thanks," a few white wisps escaped from his nose.

"Was it something with your parents again?"

He nodded, taking another hit.

"Jesus Christ your parents suck."

"Well you don't have to say it twice, that's for sure," he gave a small laugh, "but it's also my cousin."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, he came to me and told me that he started dating a trans girl, and I'm worried."

"Oh really? I hope she's a nice catch for good ol' TB, but why are you worried?"

Baseball seemed taken aback, "I.. I'm not sure, mostly about my parents reaction if they found out I suppose."

"Yeah, that makes sense," I sat for a moment, thinking. Would now be the best time to tell him, since we're on the subject? I shook the thought away, no, not yet. However, I did decide to ask him about it.

"Have you every questioned your sexuality, Baseball?" I decided to ask, taking another hit.

He fiddled with his hands, "no, have you?"

"A few times, but not recently," I shrugged, tossing a pebble away, "you wanna go get some food or something?"

"Sure, I'm a bit hungry anyways."

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