It was a sunny day in Los Angles, California. The sky was blue and the clouds were purely white and puffy. I walk down the sidewalk to my house. I take a quick nap, but after 4 hours of great silence I hear a damn noise outside my window. It was 11 Pm and tomorrow was my first day of school. I never really liked school; It was often boring and the teachers were always in our social lives. I finally open my eyes not really wanting to and then I grab my bat and head to my window. I swing and I stop when my best friend, Geoff said
" Wait!" He said really scared and not wanting to get hit.
" Dude, stop that! Damn. You can be such a retard" I said annoyed. Geoff was my bro but sometimes he just aggravates me with all his damn joking around.
" Sorry. I hear my dad is search for a dead body in the woods dude. Wanna go see what's it?" He asked me with a funny look like he's trying to dare me.
"Fine."
After 3 hours of search I ran out of air. I grabbed my in-hailer out my pocket and breathed in. I hated having asthma. It affected me in so many ways, like playing sports or just being active. Me and Geoff hear something and i hide behind a tree but how Geoff is always stupid he doesn't hide at all. A flash light points at him and I hear his fathers voice.
"Geoff,what the hell are you doing out here? It's a damn school night. Wheres your partner in crime?" he asked obviously talking about me. I try to not breathe much.
"Wh-who? O-oh Duncan? Uh….I don't know. Probably sleeping by now. He always a goody goody to be out here dontcha think pops?" I try my hardest to not beat the hell out of Geoff but should I blame him? It was a good response
"Ok, Geoff I believe you. Now go get your ass to the house" He said angrily.
They left with Geoff and left me all alone. I wasn't scared but I didn't feel safe at all.
I really hope I get enough sleep for tommarow….err today.