Not knowing what to wear when you go out and hang with a boy, Veronica went basic with a black shirt and shorts. Not getting any questions from her parents as she left. Telling them she'd be watching movies with Martha.

The pair agreed on meeting at 7-Eleven. Although it was quite the jaunt for both of them, it was well worth it. Watching JD emerge from the shadows half an hour later than promised. He noticed the slurpee already in her hands.

"I thought you flaked. I was about to leave." She was annoyed.

He put his hands up, making Veronica notice his new outfit almost identical to hers, "My mom and dad were fighting. I ran until my lungs gave out."

She was taken back, "Your parents seemed happy at lunch?"

Leaning against the wall of the store, he sighed, "Yeah, well, things change. Let's go have fun. Put that behind us."

"What do you have in mind?" Veronica asked, seeing how noticable it was that JD was upset.

"Something grand to start the night off." He looked around them, and back to her for any ideas.

"Go to the river to find dead bodies? I don't know, what do kids do anyway? Ride bikes?" The store sign projected fluorescent light onto her smooth face.

Easing a smirk to his face, he shrugged, stepping sideways twords a rack full of bicycles, "Too bad we don't have any..."

His back hit the metal and he turned around, faking the best shocked face he could, "Oh look!"

Veronica shook her head, "No."

He nodded and started to smile wickedly, enjoying her flustered face, visibly conflicted, "This one has pegs!"

Scrunching her nose, she knew it was a horrible thing to do, but something was telling her to stop being a sissy, "What if we get caught? JD, my mom thinks I'm at my friends."

"I'll take the balme like a noble knight. It's what a gentleman does you know." He bowed.

"So does the princess steal bikes too or..? Because, uh, Sleeping Beauty seems a bit different to me?" She watched him take the black pegged one from the rack.

Wheeling it out, she realized it was actually happening, "Screw being a princess Sawyer. You're a teenager. Act like it."

Her eyes followed as he mounted it, looking up to her with wonder, her feet disobeying her heart as she placed her two feet on the back, "Now I'm a theif."

"That's the spirit!" He cheered, taking off down the road.

The wobbly start soon faded into a smooth ride. Escaping from the busy streets. Silent over the crickets and the small noise the tires made on the pavement. Veronica refused to look forward, watching the different houses pass by.

She realized how stupid they must've looked. Cruising down the town's roads under lamplight. The summer breeze traveling through their hair as the bikes chains rattled. Two children going god knows where had to seem ridiculous.

Usually, Veronica would be locked up in her room, watching movies, or television. Hardly being able to picture herself with some kid she'd met earlier that day. Her mind busy with all its crazy thoughts on why it was happening. Hands squeezing the boys shoulders tightly, she closed her eyes and let it set in.

Jason Dean figured out that this was his first real encounter with another kid outside of school. Knowing full well it would never go anywhere, he couldn't picture some rich girl taking interest in hanging out. It felt nice.

The red beeping light of the watertower caught Veronicas eyes when they opened. Almost making her fall as they turned onto the gravel path leading twords the big blue thing.

They stopped, and the girl hopped off. Watching as JD wheeled the bike into bushes, turning around to smile. She felt awkward, her arms becoming weights as she crossed them.

"The veiw on these things is pretty neat. Are you afraid of heights?" He asked, beginning to walk twords the tower.

Shaking her head, she tried to feel excited, "Hell no. You should see me when the fair comes to town. I'm there all day riding rides and stuff."

Cocking his head sideways, he widened his eyes, "We need to go to that. I found a sound technique on how to win those stupid games. We'll have all the goldfish in the world."

"I usually ride the rides alone because my friend Martha. Such a sweetheart really, cannot even handle a carousel." She used her hands to put emphasis on her words.

"Oh hell yeah. Roller coasters are my shit." He turned to look at her on the base of the ladder.

Her eyes followed the winding metal bars. Darkness filling voids she couldn't see, the only light in the area was a lampost. All the way up by where they'd hid the bike. Heights didn't scare her at all. Darkness and falling did, however, making her frightened beyond what she could show. Hiding it from JD.

Moving aside, he gestured twords it, "Go first. Anything happens, I'm right behind you."

Barely getting out a nod. She began to climb, wanting to close her eyes before she'd even gotten to the tenth rung. Each grasp felt like eternity. And to the other teen as well, having to wait every so often for her to get a little ahead. He waited patiently, and felt the still cool June air flow around him in the meantime.

No matter how hard she could try to hide it, Jason Dean knew she was afraid. But he kept his mouth shut for first the impression sense of things. Finally reaching the top after fifteen minutes, he watched her eyes light up at the view.

Shaky hands holding the guard rail tightly, she let her cities birdseye view astonish her. Never knowing that it was such a vivd landscape at night. Making the depressing town seem little. Her perspective changed on just how beautiful it looked against the starlit horizon. Deep blues and purples clashing perfectly.

"Holy fucking shit." She almost yelled, looking back at JDs smug face, the red light flashing perodically.

Hardly paying attention to the veiw. The real picture worth looking at was Veronicas wonder. Stunning to see what other people thought of something he'd done so often. The frequency putting the background on the downlow.

She turned around and looked at the strange boy, "This is mesmerizing Jason Dean. Thank you."

He tipped his head, "No problem. Feels good to show someone a divine thing. But let's just keep this to ourselves. Because this is very illegal."

"I honestly don't even care anymore," She grinned, "What are we gonna burn now that we're on a roll?"

Reaching into his back pocket of his jeans, he pulled a tiny blue lighter. And from his pocket on his shirt, he revealed a cigarette that he managed to snatch from his dad.

An almost devil-like smirk appeared, "Our lungs Sawyer. We're going to burn our lungs."

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