Young Writers Society

Whit

I look down again, "What do you mean?"

Ethan

I glance at the ground and shrug, picking at the grass again, "You know what I mean..."

Whit

I glance at him, "I do?"

Ethan

I look up at her, "You should."

Whit

I study him, "So confused..."

Ethan

I flash a smile and look down, "Never mind then."

Whit

I shake my head before looking down again, "Okay then."

Ethan

A few minutes of silence pass before I look back at her, "Do you mind keeping who I am a secret? I just want to be safe somewhere for a while, and I can't do that under my own name."

Whit

"Sure, whatever," I murmer, picking at the grass.

Ethan

"Thank you," I say, looking back down.

Whit

I shrug, glancing at him before bringing my knees to my face and burying my face in them.

Ethan

I remember something and flash a smile, "Did you ever top a cloud's view?"

Whit

I flash a smile and lift my head up, glancing at him, "Not really...you ever top a paint fight?"

Ethan

I look at her and chuckle, "No, never came close."

Whit

I chuckle, shaking my head before looking down, "Cool."