After a while longer I gave up in frustration. Perhaps this was some sort of sign telling me to go back to the confines of my room and just ditch school. Well, it is the last day before spring break and school lets out early. About to make up my mind and flip off my friend, turn around and head back home, the car lock clicked. After brief consideration, I resign and just open the door and get in. He flicks the cigarette butt out the window and reaches for the extra thermos in my hands. As he uncaps the thermos and starts drinking the coffee, I take a moment to notice his appearance.
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Though usually not bad, sometimes a few bruises or cuts, last year he received a pretty bad wound. We fought for a while over this but eventually came to an understanding: Damien gets to be the final verdict over whether or not he takes the job or not, and that was that. But now it was coming off a bit thicker than usual. In less than a decade South Park has made pretty big changes. But I know it did because then how could a mercenary and the antichrist be here without anyone batting an eye. This was definitely not a normal town, regardless of whether or not weird shit went down. What if I get fucking shot at or get someone killed?!
He laughs at the thought. And besides, we get pretty close to being caught sometimes! Wait, actually I can.
That asshole even laughed at us when he disappeared. Thankfully it was just a late night runner and no one found Christophe and I, who jumped in the hole to hide. Near the beginning of our friendship he kept to himself, a did I, and it took a while for us to be completely comfortable enough to start joking around.
The smirk on his face and teasing tone are proof of all the time we spent getting to know each other, and the same could be applied to Damien. As he finishes for the moment he hands the thermos back to me to cap it and I place it on the cup holder. Mais non. Most students took the bus or parked at the front of the school, and when Christophe and I agreed on carpooling last year I get free rides and he gets free coffee , we unanimously agreed at parking by the mostly empty lot at the back of school.
The past couple of days Damien had to bail out of hanging out to have a talk with his dad on his plans, meaning was he still going to continue studies on earth or was he going to start early in succeeding him. He even got Damien to go to anger management as a kid and got him used to being around humans.
Speak of the devil. He lived in hell after elementary but came back near the end of 8 th grade to practice large-scale teleportation between hell and earth. He mastered it quickly but as a result mainly opted to teleporting places, too impatient and lazy to sit in a car and makes use of his ability.
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The slight wind blew some of his wavy black hair in his eyes and he combed it back in place. I will resume my studies here and then devote time to take over the business. Though clearly annoyed, the red-eyed boy was relieved the discussion was over, at least this time. At this news, my interest peaked. But one particular day I was not in the mood and mixed with his sudden urge to tease me, I decked him hard as he was spouting shit about my ex addiction and parents, even going so far as to call me nuts and gay pretty sure he was just guessing at the last two.
Christophe and Damien were there and even offered me a congratulatory pat in the back. Count me in. We continued to hang out until we had to part ways to our classes. Teachers were relaxed today since it was the last day before break and they either taught a laid back version of their lectures or let us do what we wanted for the rest of the class. Thankfully most teachers I had decided on the latter. I was able to enjoy most of my coffee and listen to music, draw, or read whatever book I left in my bag, feeling mellowed out. By lunchtime, we all met at our usual table outside by the trees at the back of the school.
They were even pretty cool to talk to sometimes. The only one that was separated was the younger goth kid, Firkle, who was in his last year of middle school. The day seemed to go slower or like if everything was moving though syrup or something, but here in the open everything seemed calm instead. Although it was already spring, the weather was still a bit cold and a bit of snow and rain still happened, and with the grey sky overhead , it was pretty nice out. Probably because of the promise of no school for a week was affecting the mood, but whatever.
Damien and Christophe were sitting at one end of the table and I on the other, trying to draw the scenery, including Christophe smoking and Damien reading. My favorite drawing I did of them was during our road trip last summer. Anyways, the drawing was of the guys laughing. W-Who is it?! Looking up, I saw it was Bebe and as I calmed down, she rested her chin on top of my head. The guys looked up at the noise and saw the pretty blonde in a black and white striped shirt with a cloud of blonde curly hair down and turned their attention our way.
It started off as a way to make fun of the way Damien used to talk in elementary but was now used to joke around in general sometimes. What better way than a party! She just rolls her eyes. How do you expect to meet people and form relationships like that? Tweek even more than us.
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Not sure which one but it was weird. She takes a moment to think it over until she sighs and flops into the seat next to me. Though he does have an interest in sexual rendezvouses with people, the whole romance department never interested him. Something about giving credit where credit is due or something like that.
Plus I think he finds it enjoyable. I squirm at her accusation, and feel a bit unnerved at being at the center of conversation for this particular topic. If something happens, whatever man. Again, not complaining. Highway Lyrics provided by SongLyrics. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles CSS.
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