A little story I created off the top of my head at 4 am.
If this sucks, its not my fault. Its the times fault.
Jeffery Sterling had always been a bit of an odd ball. Demanding to see the principal on a daily basis, insisting that the potatoes the cafeteria served were contamination. Telling everyone to not repent our sins, for god was actually a government facility gathering all the information on every christian to use against them on judgement day.
But I suppose thats what drew me to him the first day of grade 6.
I had grown bored of the feeble minded children, who still believed in Santa Claus and rode electric green scooters that hurt my ears.
Jeff seemed different, a little odd, I would give you that, but he didn't try to communicate or act cool. I liked that in a person.
And that was what forced me, one recess, to stand from my perch on the bench and walk over to where the blonde lay, on the ground. He lay under a tree and stared silently at a group of bees hovering precariously near his head.
I said his name 3 times before he even began to comprehend my existence.
"Oh! Hi! I'm Jeffery! You're that new kid, right?" He said all at once, pushing himself off the ground to face me, even while sitting, he was nearly as tall as a standing me. My mum kept insisting that I'd be getting a growth spurt, but nothing so far.
"Um, yes, I'm Nick, I was just wondering if you'd like to play ball?"
"No thank you Nicolas."
"Call me Nick."
"No thank you Nicolas." he repeated, a smirk playing on his lips. Then his gaze got averted by a swarm of bees erupting from the nest, that became apparent to me once I stood from Jeff's position, "Oh oh." he whispered,
"What?"
"Bees."
"I see that."
"Do you happen to have lollipops?"
"I- what?"
"I happen to like lollipops. Whats with the questions?" Jeff answered, relaxing again and leaning back against the tree,
"I'm.. not sure?"
"Is that a statement or a question?" Jeff asked, rolling over and leaning his head on his hand,
"statment."
"Wrong!"
"What?"
"You made the last note go up, therefore it was a question. You're not sure whether you're not sure. You could be. Or you could not." Jeff said in a matter of fact voice.
"Right." I said, confused.
A silence fell over us for a moment, and during the few moments that seemed like seconds, I sat down, an inch or so away from the blonde, a smile playing on my lips and feeling happier then ever before.
We spent the entire recess in silence. Not an awkward "Oh my god I can't wait for it to be over" kind of silence. More the "I wish I could sit here forever. Just me the strange boy to my left and the tree." kind of silence. I liked it. I liked him. I liked this.
And then on perfect cue, 4 seconds before the bell rang. Jeff turned to me, his brown eyes sparkling, "Do you want to be friends?" he asked, in a shy little boy sort of way.
Just before I had the time to utter out a single syllable, the bell rang.
"Wow, no need to swear!" Jeff joked, tossing his hair behind me.
I laughed and then, once I'd finished, looked at him, smiling, "I'd love to be friends with you Jeffery Sterling."
"Well thats great Nicolas random-kid-I-met-15-minutes-ago!"
I laughed. He laughed. We both laughed.
I could tell this was going to be a friend ship that would last a life time.
Maybe longer.
I don't know about you, but I like crazy!Jeff. He amuses me. Well done 4 am brain.