You sat in your car in a vacant parking lot. You were just sitting there, eating some McDonalds you bought, listening to come music.

. You had just left home after another argument with your father. He was so stubborn. And this time it was about what you were going to do when you would go to college. What would your major be? Where would you live? How would you pay? Just thinking about it made you frustrated.

. Because you were so caught up in the moment, you didn't realize another car had pulled up. Not beside yours since it was pretty open, but near by.

. They say eyes are the windows to the soul. If anyone would look in yours, it would be tinted windows.

. The boy beside you, being in a similar situation got out of his car and sat on the hood, smoking a blunt, trying to get his mind off the fight he just had with his mother about not being at home a lot. Because he had to work so many jobs to support both of them.

. Two people. Running away from their problems. A mere few feet away from each other, not even acknowledging the other. Even though, if they were to talk, they would be able to comfort each other in ways no one else could.

. How ironic. . It was Jay would think if he knew that someone running away from their problems, just as he was, was sitting in their car basically beside him.