No More Dreams (3)

Kennedy POV:

It was an anonymous. No caller ID. I pick up the call.

-ON THE PHONE-

Kennedy: “Hello?”

???: “Hi Kenn. It’s me Ray.”

Kennedy: “Oh. Hi.”

Ray: “So about that extra work. How about this Saturday?”

Kennedy: “Okay.”

Ray: “My place ok. I’ll pick you up.”

Kennedy: “......sure. Bye.”

Ray: “Hang up so soon?”

Kennedy: “What?” I got a little confused about what’s he’s talking about. He was annoying.

Ray: “Nothing. Ok bye.”

I clicked the phone before he did. I rested my head upon my pillow and thinked about it. What would Ray’s place look like. 12 blocks from school isn’t too far.

Ray POV:

YES. She agreed to go to my place this Saturday. Actually, I have no extra work. We just got back from summer and there’s homework already? No can do. I ran downstairs from my room and told my brother.

Ray: “Scott, I got a date. You lose. Scored first.” I mocked him while punching his arm hardly.

Scott: “Oh well. You got a date, I got a girlfriend. So the point is you still lose.” He said easily.

Ray: “Wait till I hook her up.” I got a little bit mad.

Scott: “You wish, kiddo. Catch you later.” He stands up from the couch and walked to his room.

Annoying he is. Well I guess I knew what 18 years old feels like. Free. Well I’m not fully free. Scott has tons of money. I looked down at the table besides the couch. There was a photo of my parents. I miss them. A lot. I wish they don’t have “one-year-and-only-come-back-at-christmas” work. 

Well, they have a good business. But outside LA and they have to stay there. I ran upstairs to my room again and sleep.

-SKIP TO SATURDAY-

Kennedy POV:

It was Saturday already. I am bored as always. I have nothing to do at Saturday. My parents passed away a few months ago and I’m trying to get over it. But Ray just made it worse. I start to plug in my earphone and ignore the world.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Kennedy: “Who is there? Seriously you’re ruining my ‘ignore-the-world’ time.” I jumped off my bed and open the door.

It was Mark. I missed him actually. I haven’t seen him in like 7 months.

Kennedy: “Mark? I missed you!” I hugged him tightly. As cousins.

Mark: “Hey Kennedy! I missed you too!” He said to me with a big smile.

Kennedy: “What are you doing here?” I asked him.

Mark: “Dianne’s your friend right? Well, let’s meet her. She is probably waiting for me at the mall. And I thought that inviting you is a good idea.”

Kennedy: “Sure, why not? I’ll go and change first.” I rushed to my room and changed.

-10 minutes-

Kennedy: “Okay, I’m ready.”

Mark: “Cool. Into my car! I’ll race you!” He quickly ran downstairs. Childish he is.

I ran downstairs too and saw two cars parked in front of my house. I forgot about Ray’s work. I told Mark about it and he was okay with it. So I knocked Ray’s car window.

Kennedy: “Ray! Open up!” I knocked it hardly.

Ray: “I’m right over here doofus.” He called from behind me.

Kennedy: “Hhh. My hand hurts you know.” I punched his arm.

Ray: “And that will make you hurt more.” He laughed then.

Ray POV:

She’s just cute when she do that. Her eyes look mad, but sparks. She was beautiful in just tanktop, shorts, and converse. Her hair that hangs loose swished beautifully. I shook my head and opened my car, then let her in.

Kennedy: “Your house right?” She asked me.

I kept silent. I’m not taking her home. I’m taking her to Disneyland.

Kennedy: “Wait. School is to right. Why are you taking left?” She got more confused.

I still kept silent.

Kennedy: “RAAAAYYY!!!”

Ray: “Awww come on can you close your mouth. I’m driving here.” I tried to calm her down.

Kennedy: “NOOO! Tell me where are we going!”

Ray: “To the middle of nowhere so I can kiss you freely.” I just teased her.

Kennedy: “WHAT? NO WAY. I’m outta here.” She tried to open the doors.

Ray: “Don’t Kenn. We’re not going to the middle of nowhere.”

Kennedy: “Then were???”

Ray: “Look in front of you.”

We’re here. We’re in Disneyland Los Angeles. She gets out of the car. Her hands is crossed, but her face draws a little smile.

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