He sat on the counter top, legs crossed in the darkness of the kitchen. The book he was to read for the summer had been finished minutes ago. Great Expectations took up one hour every day that August. It boggled his brain with its' strong detail and he bet he couldn't give you a decent summery of the book. His iPod blared 'I'd Do Anything' by Simple Plan, which only he was aware of, thanks to earphones. A smile came to his lips as he looked at the pink iPod Shuffle next to him. For Christmas two years ago, his best friend John 'Mush' Meyers gave him it as a present. And he took it everywhere. The only down side was he got made fun of a bit because of the fact it was PINK. Louis, otherwise known as Kid Blink, couldn't care less though. It was those people's fault for being rude.
Just then he got a text from his friend Racetrack whom he'd hadn't seen in two weeks: Back from South Dakota! :) He smiled at the pointless message and put the phone in his pocket.
In the corner he was staring at, was his bag ready for the first day of his senior year of High School. Above it the keys to his pick-up truck hung, next to his mother's car keys. His little brother's house keys were missing as usual. But there was a hook that was meant to be in the condition it was; empty. Mr. Porter had left them three weeks into summer vacation. Just the thought made him sigh in sadness. The song changed to 'Lips of an Angel' by Hinder. It was then Sabrina Porter came into the kitchen. She had her old robe wrapped around her because of the apartment's cold temperature. She blew on her hand to make an attempt to get warmer.
She was startled to see her son perched next to the sink. Her hand flew to her heart dramatically and Kid just watched, the thought of a heart attack not coming to mind. By the age of ten, he realized which side of the family he leaned closer to.
"Holy cow buddy," she greeted slowly, "Hey it's late you should be in bed. You okay?" Sabrina was a kind-hearted, over protective mother. She opened the cupboard to get a glass. Kid turned on the sink so she could get water. He paused the song as the second chorus began.
"I'm alright ma," He replies, "I'm just thinking." He was a very plain boy when he was alone. But if his friends were with him, he was grinning ear to ear and laughing at whatever joke was being thrown around that day. Though that summer he rarely saw any of his friends besides Mush and Jack Kelly. His parents divorce really affected him. It was a shame he didn't know it.
"Well, get your b-u-t-t in bed mister. And don't forget to take off your eye patch tonight." She ran her free hand through his dirty blond hair that matched hers. She kissed his fore head then patted his shoulder. He smiled at her weakly, hopped off the counter, and headed down the hall to his room. He walked right in the room with it's yellow milk colored wall and plopped on his bed that was no more than just a mattress at that point. The actual support for the bed had broke last week by his brother Jimmy. He landed on his Yankees baseball cap his dad gave him when he was 12.
High School was nearly over. One more year, he told himself. This year would be easy; well that's at least what his mom told him. Graduation, Prom, and goodbyes would come his way. Like in those sentimental LifeTime movies, everything would go by so fast. He had chosen to go to the Academy of Art in California for college. He didn't want to stay too close to home and California was far enough from Buffalo, New York right? Jack said he'll help Blink get a girl to take to prom since he'd never had a girlfriend. Except in the fourth grade. It lasted till lunch of the next day. Blink grinned at the thought. He got another text from Race. Something about a monkey.
He remembered to pick up Mush, forgetting to take his eye patch off before drifting to sleep.