Your a 12 year old with a white button-up, white cape, and white pants tucked into your socks. Next to you on your roof sat your cousin, Kris, 13. You watch the sun start to set, telling jokes in your own 'different' way, whatever that means. Your feet swung back and forth off the roof as you sat next to Kris. Kris is a natural at everything. Talking, baseball, diving, karate. Everything. A lil' resentment, hm?

Kris chuckles, looking off into the distance. "Its so quiet...its so...lovely."