Monday November 3rd 2008
Who: Adam and Ari What: Leaving campus Where: Danvers When: Late Wednesday afternoon Rating: R for language
This was going to be fun. Ari had been itching to get the fuck out of this school, even just for a day, and Adam was a good enough patsy for a set of wheels. Plus, maybe Adam could be okay. He was easily bullied and he seemed to have something to prove and that was always funny, if not useful. So Ari was pacing around by the front gate, wearing a shirt for once. His wings felt weird being crushed against his back, but they needed to be covered up or they'd get lynched. Having an obscure, blurry video online was one thing. Having fifty people downtown snap pics of gay ass butterfly wings on a guy on their phones was something entirely different.
Seeing Adam finally coming, Ari slipped his hands into his pocket, smirking a little. "Bout fuckin' time," he said, half with amusement and half with annoyance. "You ready to shake off the shackles of this fuckin' establishment or what?"