New Years Eve
2016
"Shhhhut up before you get us f.ucking caught!" Rodney's whisper cut through my constant worrying. "S-sorry Rocky." my scratchy voice answered him. I was lookout and it was terrifying. I heard him shaking the spray paint before painting. "We're gonna get caught." I mumbled. "Shut up!" He growled and shoved the cans into his backpack. "Get going!!" He pushed me forward and I almost fell
"Freeze!" A masculine voice called from in front of us and flashlight blinded our eyes. Rodney, half tipsy from the shoplifted Jack Daniels, staggered forward.
And that's how I met my best friend. I had met Rodney that night at a late night rave my brother took me to. He convinced me to graffiti the overpass. And then we were slammed into the back of a cop car.
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Falling for my Best Friend
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