Adrian Marquez. That name was.. special.

Adrian was your old neighbor. You knew him since you were 5 and he was 6. he was a year older than you.

2 years back, he moved away. His dad got a great job offering, but it was across the country. Now, he was 18.

You guys both had a great friendship. You were touchy with eachother, but in a friendly kinda way..

He convinced you to smoke with him one day. Little did you know that turned into a habit. Every few days, you two would sit on your balconies, smoking. sometimes you crawled over to his balcony, sometimes he crawled over to yours. Before he moved, he gave you his lighter. It was in the shape of a mini soda bottle.. cute.

Your balconies were nearly connected. they were right across from eachother and had only a small gap from eachother, which made it easy to climb across. The room with the balcony wasnt the master bedroom, which is why you both had the balcony room.

Since he moved, you kept in touch, texting and calling sometimes.

Your new neighbors moved in two weeks after he left. They were jerks. But luckily, they left about 3 weeks ago.

Now, there was a family moving into the house again. You were in your room, doing whatever.

You decided to go onto your balcony to smoke. Thats when you saw him. Adrian.

"adrian?!" you yelled. he was sitting in the corner, legs spread, smoking.

"hey."