I don't really know where this came from. It wasn't meant to be Imoadam, it just happened.
I don't own Degrassi.
Mom and Drew are fighting, again. I can't stand when they fight; it makes sleep impossible. I put on my striped hoodie, my beanie, and headed for the park.
I love the park at night. It's always empty and silent; desolate, almost. Except for tonight.
I spotted a girl about my age on the swings. What was she doing here at this hour? and in my spot?
I sat down next to her, she turned and looked at me. From the glasses and odd hair I recognised her at once as Imogen, the strange girl who had the hots for Eli.
"Hello Adam Torres." Her brown eyes seemed far away.
"Hi Imogen, what are you doing here?" I kicked my legs and started to swing.
"My house is boring at night. My parents are always out so I'm alone a lot." She gave me a small smile and started to swing too.
It was weird, she was actually having a normal conversation with me. I've only ever seen her state facts and rumors about the people she's talking to.
"What do you do when you're alone?" I asked.
"I observe people." She kicked more and went higher than me.
This explains a lot. It makes sense how she knows so much about everyone, including people she's never even talked to. She had time, and no friends that I knew of.
I swung higher, trying to catch up to her. This reminded me of when Drew and I would see who could jump farther.
"Wanna play a game, Imogen?" I was curious if she could jump farther than me.
"Sure, Adam. What is it?"
"We'll see who can jump farther, the loser buys lunch for the winner on Monday." Her face lit up.
"Okay. Three, two, one!" We jumped, I won.
"Ouch!" Her hands went to her ankle.
"Are you hurt?" I went over to her. She had tears in her eyes.
I looked at her ankle, it was swollen. She was hurt, and it was all my fault.
She smirked at me.
"What?"
She pressed her lips to mine. I kissed her back. Her lips were soft, they tasted like strawberry lipgloss.
"Wow." I was speechless.
"I'll see you on monday, Adam Torres." She kissed me again and walked away
I could still taste her on my lips during the walk home.