Lonnie was riding his bike down the road with a girl. She was his best friend, though he kind of had a crush on her. He was 14. Lonnie knew he could trust her with anything. He told her literally everything. He looked at her with a small smile, happy that he got away from his abusive father. He had an older sister, October.

“Hey, do you want to go to that diner? I still have some allowance.”

He said softly, giggling a tiny bit. He really liked her, not just as a friend. He was so comfortable with her, he couldn’t even explain it. Though, he was still very shy as well.