Late (p.w)

two - pearly whites & fire drills

i say thank you to frank and give him a hug with light peck on the cheek.

he's the sweetest man i know. i met him shortly after the robbery. it was when i first started going back to school and also when my dad started flaking out on me. he always had "errands" right around the time he was supposed to pick me up from school, so he just ordered cabs for me. of course i never really given a thought about what he was actually doing, or why he's all of the sudden have these errands to run all the time, but now i know it was most likely him plotting his escape from me.

frank was one of the taxi drivers for my school's area, so i saw him often. his funny anecdotes, and dark humour was really able to cheer me up over time. he sort of replaced my dad in a way, even though i look at him more as an uncle, or grandpa.

"would you like my personal cell phone number whit?" frank ask.

"yeah sure" i smile.

"just so that you can reach me 24/7, i already gave my number to your mom, but if you want it now i could give it to you." he speaks in his raspy voice, coughing heavily after. sadly i don't know how much longer he'll be alive for. he was a heavy smoker all of his life and now it's finally taking a toll on him in the form of cancer. from the time i met frank up until now, i watched him turn from a huge, brute man, to a weak and frail one. Although he's physically weaker, his heart and soul remain as strong as ever, influencing me to remain the same too.

"ok, that'll be great." i smile

after receiving his digits i close the car door and text lily to open. i meet her at her door steps in her boy shorts and red tank top. she looks much more casual than me at the moment. i'm still wearing my black cuffed shirt and my high waisted blue jeans, along with my worm out brown high tops. her hair however, does look better than mine. i think she just finished curling her hair from looking at her loose neat waves waves, while my hair is beginning to frizz up a bit since i haven't straightened it in a few days.

"is your mom home?" i breathe.

"no, she's at the office." she replies, with her mouth full of honey nut cheerios." i'm just watching t.v, you're cool the office?" she asks.

"is that even a question?" i joke. the office is one of our favourite shows at the moment. "but before we go watch it, i had a slightly exciting than usual day today."

"spill." lily requests.

"i actually talked to the opposite sex today." i smile, "i saw his friends too."

"was he hot?" she asks immediately.

"yeah he was attractive, he had a bunch of tattoos." i inform, giving a very general and vague description on his true appearance. i personally found tattoos very intriguing, but the idea of getting one myself freaks me out.

"what about the other ones."she asks.

"they were cute too from what i can see." i breathe.

lily offers me some cereal and i shake my head, i rejected the offer because cereal tends to hurt my teeth. she turns on the office and we watch the episode with the fire drill that dwight did.

"what'd you guys talk about?" lily asks.

"nothing really, he just asked about me, the only things i know about him is that he's 23, and his name is harry." i begin, "apparently he's a very angry person too."

"oooh anger issues. that's like hot and mysterious right?" lily nudges.

"no, that's dangerous and unhealthy." i state.

"you can't even lie though, every girl likes a typical stereotypical bad boy, you know the one who's closed off, emotionally distant, rides on a motorcycle, and smokes five cigarettes at the same time." she jokes.