RidingInLongSocks

POV Mikey 'they should be getting back, what's taking them so long! The sun is gonna come up any moment, the left five hours ago!' For the millionth time this evening I look out of my bedroom window, you can't actually call it a window. The glass is gone and there's no windowsill, it's just a hole in the wall. We don’t actually need a window, is too hot anyway. I can see a tree here and there, sand everywhere and a sky full of stars but no Party Poison. Not even a light at the horizon. The sand road is deserted, the base is full of people. Students are talking, giggling, laughing, sighing, fighting, drinking, smoking,… 'Why a

POV Frank The car pulled up outside the house. I had been waiting probably too long, but Party didn’t have to know that. What will he be like? Will he be cold and distant? Or maybe inviting towards me? Should we hug? Kiss? I felt myself going red at the thought of us kissing, then stamped my foot angrily. I was way too out of practice at this. The car kicked up a load of dust in front of me, and the passenger door sprung open. Party looked at me with his brown eyes, that seemed to be lighter than any other part of his face, even though they were buried deep within his face. ‘You been waiting long?’ ‘No, just a few

POV GERARD 'Wanna know something?' I don't have to turn around to know who joined me in the large un-cleaned kitchen. Mikey always had the habit to pop up and be all mysterious around people. But after all these years scared shitless and grabbing towards my gun I've given up and given in. While I continue to stack the new cans of food I hum and nod my head to show him I'm not quite interested. Mikey ignores my behavior and starts talking once again. 'I heard a little rumor about you.' These words had some effect on me, they make me stop moving and bold my hands. My head fills with actions and situation that I've been involved in these las