It was quite cold and dark outside when Edd walked over the grass-field, towards the old amphitheatre. It'd only be used in the summer, but, as the weather prepared itself for the upcoming winter, the theatre's only visitors would be small creatures, like mice, who want a nice, warm place to hibernate. It was also a great place if you wanted to be alone for a little while... to figure out your thoughts...
Stuart had always compared the amphitheatre with teenage life. "Your life is the theatre, and the world is the audience, while you are the only actor on stage. Everything depends on you. If you put up a good show, you'll receive more visitors, but if you fail, you might lose some. Anyway: The show must go on. "
Edd smiled by the thought of this. His cousin seemed to be some kind of philosopher, but in his very own way.
As he reached the theatre, and looked down, his breath caught. There was a small, white figure standing on the stage. "What's this?" he thought, "The phantom of the theatre or something?"
His curiosity made him walk down the stairs and towards the figure...
"Ghost?" he whispered, as the figure looked over at him, "What's up? What are you doing here?"
The other man smiled faintly.
"I'm not going to make it..."
"What do you mean by that? What aren't you going to make?" Edd replied, pulling himself up onto the hard, stone stage.
"This education..." Ghost said, looking away from his classmate.
"Why not? You've got good grades, don't you?"
"Yes, for the theory... but not for classes like the course and stuff."
"Do you have any idea how that's possible?"
"It's too hard for me, Edd! Can't you see that I... I... I'm just too weak for this! I..."
Edd held Ghost's shoulders, telling him to stop talking for a second.
"Ghost, you are a very good student and will be a very good doctor! Isn't it your dream to help victims of war?"
The blonde-haired man could only nod.
"Well then, I bet that you will get your certificate..."
"Do you realy think so?"
"I will cut my hair off if you don't!"
Ghost laughed.
"Beware, my friend! There's a big chance that I won't pass."
"I'm willing to take that chance. It'll be all in your own hands, and I am counting on you."
"And what if I fail? Will you be mad at me?"
"Nah, in that case, I'll have a new summer-haircut. Believe me, having long hair is like a hell during very hot days! You'll be very sweaty and... "
"Okay! Okay! I've got the point!" Ghost grinned, as both of them walked back towards the school.
All of the sudden, Edd stopped.
"¡Zurza! ¡Yo me olvidé de fumar!"
Bad Spanish, I know ;)
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