visiting life again ~

[i quit.]

knock knock knock
on the wooden door with the bent name plate.
Heath Baxter slowly opens the creaky door.
Outside is standing a girl about his age, wearing ripped jean shorts.
He stares at them, wondering if they were bought ripped.
"Hey, idiot. time to go to the movie,"
he looks up and there was Jenn White, his best friend.
Heath nods.
"Okay, let me get my keys," he says.
Jenn nods, leaning on the bent wood.
the nineteen year old walks out, his keys jingling
like a christmas movie.
he steps down the wooden stairs,
looking over at Jennifer.
Heath smiles and jumps in his car.
they drove off to the theater, expecting Jenn to be in his arms.