~Adam

Take a little dive into the river, baby
I don't mind, I don't mind
Just take a little dive into the river, baby
I don't mind if we never get out
Never get out

I hum along with the lyrics as I walk to school. I can already see the prison in my view. I pause, taking the last few seconds of my freedom. Should I go to school and risk the ten percent chance of a dinosaur attack or an army of radioactive zombies horny for brains?

    Deciding that the risk was too high, I turn back around and start walking over to Ezra's house. I haven't heard from him in a couple of days and I am more than worried about him. After the accident, Ezra and I barely spoke.

     I make my way up the front steps of his house and unlock the door. I was given a key in case of emergencies, and yes, food emergencies do count. Shutting the door behind me quietly, I head over to the kitchen in search for some food.

     "Fuckin' A," I say as I reached for the pop tarts.

     I turn around and scream.
Honestly, I think I might've died and went to Heaven. Which is surprising considering the things I've done. There is a handsome man right here, just three feet away from me. His dark hair, rugged and immensely attractive. His eyes, the perfect shade of hazel and well, his entire face was just 'Oh my God.'.

     "Who the fuck are you?" he asks. I look around, confused.

     I point at myself and say, "Me?"

     The guy rolls his eyes at me."No, fucking Peter Pan."

     "Oh, well alright then. I'll just be on my way."

     "Adam?"

     The guy and I look up at the source of the voice. Ezra.

     "Ezra!" I run over to him and wrap my arms around his neck.

"God, I missed you."I smile when I feel him return the hug. I legit missed this boy. He's my best friend and all I want is to be there for him. Not knowing how everything was going with him is frustrating.

     "What are you doing here?" he asks as he pulls away.

     "I wanted to see how you were."

     I smile at him and watch him. His hazel eyes aren't as luminous as they usually are. They're darker and grim, different from the copper shine I'm used to seeing for the past three years.

     "I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in a whi-"

     "No, no!" I put my hand over his mouth to shut him up. "Don't you dare apologize. I understand what you're going through and I don't hold it against you. I myself have lost a parent so I can't blame a guy for wanting some space."

     I remove my hand from his lips. "Hell, you can continue not speaking to me as long as I can stay with you."

     He chuckles and looks behind me. I do the same and see that the guy was staring at us.

     "I see you've met Adrienne."

     I choke. My eyes rake over Adrienne's body as he stands in front of me.

     "Adrienne, as in your brother, Adrienne?" I ask Ezra. Cheesus Rice is Adrienne attractive.

     "I told you he was moving in." Ezra reminds me.

     "I must've forgotten."

     "Well, this is Adam." He gestures to me.

     "Uh, hi." I give Adrienne a small smile and instead of saying anything back to me, he walked away. Well then.

     "Let's go." Ezra grabs my hand and we go upstairs to his room. As we walk up the steps I wonder about what I would say to Ezra. My comforting skills were practically nonexistent. Most of the time I stick with giving hugs instead of giving words.

     Ezra closee the door behind us and lets go of my hand. I walk over to his bed and hop on, resting my back against the headboard. Ezra lays down on his stomach next to me. He rests his head on his crossed arms and looks up at me.

     "So what do you wanna do?"

     I shake my head and answer, "Nothing really. I honestly just came to see you." As I say this, a guilty look crawls upon his face. He site up, facing me.

     "Look, I'm really sorry for ignoring you these past couple of days."

     "Dude, it's fine."

     "But it isn't." He looks at me in the eyes. "Adam, you're my best friend and I shouldn't have ignored you. Especially when you never left my side after the accident. You didn't leave me even when I was at my worst."

     I look away from his
piercing eyes and look down.

     "Adam, look at me."

     "Nah, I'm good."

     His hands grab the side of my face and turn it towards his. I smile at him and push him down onto his back. I fall beside him and sigh. I open the silver package in my hand and hand Ezra a pop tart.

     "Of course you'd steal my food." he scoffs and takes it out of my hand.