"Cmon, Dirk," You say as you run ahead of him, grinning, "We have to dive into these books!" He looks at you, tired but amused all the same. "Alright," he says, before passing you with ease at a walking pace and springing into a sprint as you look on with awe, "Lets see who can get home first!" Blimey, he runs fast. "Hey, no fair!" You yell after him, "Wait up!!!" People on the street turn to look at you, but you decide you don't care and keep running. You keep on running, but you can't see Dirk anymore. 

You take a turn on an avenue that looks like it could have been his block, but from the people standing around, it seemed like he wouldn't be living there. You back out slowly, giving your apoligies to the men in hooded sweatshirts and sweatpants. All of the sweat. (wait equius where are you-these are your bros) They turn towards you and the tallest person of the group says in a slick voice, 

"Hey, you're not from the neighborhood. You a foreigner?" You just stare at them as they approach you. "Yo, you speak English? Engles?" (haha but he is english. Jake English!!)He continues, and pauses in front of you. You feel frozen, unable to talk, move, anything. Where was your sense of adventure when you needed it?? "Well, it seems you don't have any buisiness here anyway. I'm giving you 3 seconds to leave." "3." You try to move your feet. Nothing. "2." Why can't you do anything? Your concience is telling you to get your butt out of there. "1." You mentally brace yourself as the man throws a punch at you, yelling about how people should listen to their superiors, and squeeze your eyes shut for the blow you know you were asking for.

But nothing happens.

You open your eyes and the air around you is blurry for a second before everything stops. You feel dizzy, but open your eyes to figure out where you were. A chair? You think-you think you might have gotten home, somehow..

"You were really taking your sweet time getting home, weren't you?" Dirk asks as you start to regain focus. You can see black and yellow, his hair and shades? 

"I-I'm sorry.." You say, still confused but remorseful all the same. You should have run a little faster, gone a little farther..

"What are you apoligizing for, bro? I shouldn't have left you there, and I should have thought about how you would get home when everywhere you looked the same. That wasn't very cool of me." 

Was Dirk apoligizing for something? You've never heard him do that, or had a reason too, anyway. Ironic. You curl up and close your eyes. You feel so embarrassed, after bragging about your adventurous spirit, but when you got faced with a challenge, you acted like a..a coward. 

"Tell you what, I'll cook up some lunch and you can try reading those books we got? If you don't like them, I've got more in my room." He gives you a smile, and you nod, trying weakly to smile back. 

You stand up and give Dirk a meaningful hug before leaving. "Thank you." You say, blushing. 

You owe him so much..