Keep Warm
Chapter three: Ascensions and situations
"Potato, enough said."
-Christopher T. Age 16
Note: this chapter will continue to have 1st person, in Alexis's POV since I can't perfectly simulate someone's thoughts like some authors I've had the pleasure of knowing.
It pays to know all the right people. A wise person once told me "It isn't who you know; it's what you know…Though knowing the right people can always help and hinder you." I had somehow managed to pull enough strings for them to let me and Ben head up the mountain, one thing I didn't get was that we had been told that "the trek up will be hard but there's a path that starts at the top of the mountain where you kids can go to get back down" OK then, if there's a path that takes us down why don't we just take that up? Oh well, just another one of life's mysteries. We climbed up and up, higher and higher.
"So, having a good time yet Ben?" I asked as I stopped to push some hair from my face. He nodded looking winded as he did so. I had only decided to brush the hair out of my eyes so I could see so that I wouldn't walk off a damn cliff, the real world doesn't have cartoon physics…but that's be so fucking awesome "I'm gonna grab some lunch when we get up to that part OK?" I pointed at a small cabin a ways ahead the beaten path we had found. Ben nodded and we started off again.
"Why aren't you tired like I am, you're the one with the EEA." Ben commented, EEA is what we called my exercise induced asthma; I was diagnosed when I turned ten. Actually I'm eleven, born January second.
"Who knows? One of those questions buddy." I commented as I pulled myself up onto a small cliff-thing in the mountain. "Like 'If God created everything then who created God?' or 'Why are people called white and black if we're pink and brown?'" I explained. We were almost there.
"I have one for you. I got this in an email. 'If quizzes are quizzical then what are tests?'"
"Dude, that's stupid, tests are testicle." I said then I realized what I had just blurted out. "Oh yeah? If a boy it is called a 'he it' then what's a girl it called?"
"A 'she it" duh." He said, he took a bit longer to realize that he had said shit.
"Hurry up tard, we're almost to the shack." I commented. I was pulling Ben up and towards the shack when I heard something. Was that a truck engine? What would a truck be doing on a mountain? That's when I felt something cool against my neck.
"Move and you're dead bitch."
A/N: If you're looking for a disclaimer it'll be at the end. Sorry this is short and only has 1 chapter, brain fart. And I'm sorry if the term "tard" offends anyone, it's just like saying someone's done something really stupid but it's not fully insulting to retarded people...Bless their souls, it's not like they asked to be retarded.