Rule 2

 I crumpled the paper and threw it outside when i took my bicycle out to school in the morning. The weather was pleasant for a morning ride. But something is still feeling since yesterday. It isn't that I feel sick or something or i want to change something too, but i think it is just because of the friend i made yesterday. I mean Calif is nice but his aura is totally bizarre. I think i am just thinking too much.

When i reached the school gate, it was kind of the first time i didn't feel like going in for meeting my friend. But he was already outside, waiting for me.

"Hi" I said smiling while parking.

"Hi, good to see you. The weather looks fine enough today." His voice seems a bit lower than yesterday. Feels like he didn't sleep last night as his eyes also look heavy.

"Yeah." And we both waited a while outside looking at the darkening sky. I wonder i see it darkening only when around him.

"Let's bunk, and go out for a walk. The weather seems too good to be missed for our first trip together."

I wonder about for many minutes till i come to an agreeable conclusion since i don't want to miss class and have never bunked yet.

"I actually don't want to miss class today. Let's go out after the last bell. I'll let my mom know too."

"Fine. But i thought bunking would be tragic in our story."

I laughed and he followed too with a small chuckle. He is contagious. We went back inside and after the school was over, i rode back home and told my mom about it. She agreed and told me to come back till 6 in the evening and made me some lunch to take along. I put on a yellow jeggings and an avengers coded black hoodie, and packed my bag with my phone, water bottle, lunch and some horror books i love. I think i should share my fetishes with my friend.

Leaving my cycle for today, I walked out at 3 after freshing up and met Calif on the 6th street. He was in blue trousers and a white shirt.

"I didn't know you lived so close."

"Me too."

We walked along few miles and stopped at a small park. We sat down on a corner bench and i took out my books and narrated him each story i had read. He was shocked to see me reading so much and asked if i was a fan of every famous thing. I laughed.

"It's not like that. I watched all of the avengers last year when i had watched a very funny clip of a scene on youtube and have started reading these books this year alone. Are you a fan of anything?"

He thought for long. "Yeah, there is one book i read in 1st grade named 'The Twisted Ones' and i really liked it."

"Only one?'

"Yeah. I am not a nerd like you."

"We talk so much i feel like we share everything."

"Same."

We sat in silence for a while, just i was thinking what to say next.

"I always brag about some things to be honest. Like i have never fully read the Twisted Ones but still talk about it like i know everything in between the pages."

"That's why it seems like you cap, since no one is so cool enough." He looks straight at me in the eye when he spills the words. I realize how blunt he is.

"You're rude, nobody says that on face."