|Tristan Murphy (tristanmoves) wrote in genome_project,|
@ 2011-07-31 12:05:00
|Entry tags:||july 2011|
Who: Tristan and Adam
What: A ride like no other
When: Sunday early afternoon
Rating: Let's hope nothing above R
Tristan through on his tightest pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt and headed down to his car. He through the keys in the ignition, turn slightly towards himself and waited to hear the purr. He flipped through a couple stations looking for something fun and inspirational for the drive around the island. Adam was a good guy, and Tristan found himself wondering why they hadn't started hanging out earlier. "Maybe because I hit on everything with a dick? That could be why." Tristan had gotten into the habit of answering aloud the questions he asked himself in his head.
He flipped back the levers locking the roof into place and hit the button to pull it back. It was a beautiful summer day and the wind would be nice, though it would do nothing for his hair. But at least Adam would have the same problem. With that thought in the forefront of his mind Tristan ran very quickly into the house to get a hat. He pulled away, watching very carefully for any on-coming traffic, and headed for Adam's.
When he got there he sent a text alerting the boy to his arrival and waited patiently singing along with the song on the radio. "Hey! Don't write yourself off yet. It's only in your head you feel left out, and looked down on."