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    Teenage Wasteland – (Chapter: Out Here In The Fields)

    “yeah it’s over at six…” he told me “…if you can’t pick me up I can just find another ride…” he added

    “no…no six is better…are we coming back to my house or…what?” I asked him

    “uh yeah…it is Friday night…I heard about this party on the beach…like a bonfire if you want to come…” he offered

    “ooh high school parties…”

    “yeah for someone who dropped out of high school you still hang out at them a lot” he said making fun of me

    “shut up” I told him laughing “yeah I’ll go…if you want me to”

    “of course I want you to come…” he told me “…but I’m expecting a ride at six…”

    “and I’ll be there” I told him

    “alright…but I have to go to class…I’ll see you later” he told me

    “bye Aiden…” I said hanging up my phone smiling.

    Something about him was just…perfect and caring. He’s the only person who ever has tried to help me even when I don’t need help. I’ve never been someone to trust easily, but then I learned that trusting people is the only way to gain a family that you don’t have.

     

    Later that night I picked up Aiden from basketball then we went back to my flat and he showered then got dressed into some jeans and a t-shirt “can I do your hair?” I asked him

    “uh…no” he said simply laughing

    “come on…please…” I begged him

    “fine but if I don’t like it then I’m washing it out…”

    “deal!” I said excited, but I ended up basically twirling his hair in front of his face down his forehead and he looked so adorable…and kind of hot

    “how’s it look?” he asked

    “honestly…kind of sexy” I told him

    “yeah? How sexy?” he asked grinning at me then I punched him in the shoulder

    “not that sexy” I told him laughing then he looked in the mirror and agreed that he liked it then we rode his motorcycle to the party on the beach

     

    It was fun…I mean I was friends with everyone there…but I was talking with Aiden sitting on top of some life guard tower facing out on the beach and what else would we be doing other than smoking blunts

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