"mopeds are nice too" he agreed. "but it's the speed of it, a moped caps at 60 or so" he smiled a secret smile to himself. "i already know the one i want"

"And that's why I like them. Never heard of epic crashes on mopeds....course I'd only be riding it around town..." He shrugs a bit. "What one do you want?"

(haha, i got hit by a car on one hahaha)

"a '57 harly davison flattracker" he sighed

"Aaaaaaaand...what's the difference between that and other ones?" He seriously has no clue.

( D: STUPID CAR!)

(i know right!)
"it's half the size and just as fast, on something so tiny it's like you are on nothing at"

"I think I'll stick with my moped idea no offense. And a person can ride on it with me..." And that's what matters to him since he won't be able to afford a car for a long long time.

"haha, fair enough, if it goes then it goes" he stpped as the other boy turned into an apartment complex

He stretches again. "This is where I live....a few floors up though of course. Not the best place though....but I can actually afford it."

"how cool..." he looked at the other "can i see?"

"Mmm....okay then. It isn't that great though. Believe me....but it's where I live anyway." And so he leads Alec up a few flights of stairs and to a door which he unlocks. "Welcome?" He says opening the door. It has a basic kitchenette with a connected living room which has a tv and a video game system and a futon couch/bed. There's also a bedroom with his bed in it. "I didn't move everything out of my parent's obviously." There's some dvds and video games in the room too....and a laptop in his bedroom.

he looked around. this was so cool, he was a little jealous "this is way cool dude, and you live here by yourself all of the time with noone to boss you around or make you do things?"

"Um....well I still have a job...and a boss that bosses me around....just not all the time. And professors and the like to boss around me at school." He shrugs a bit. "I don't have much but would you like some cheese or something to munch on?"

"but you can come home to it at least" he accepted the topic change "if it would not be a bother to you"

"Mmm....yeah. That's true." He ends up bringing out a box of Chinese food. "Do you like potstickers?" He didn't realize he had any, but he did inspect them before offerring.

"sure" he gave a beatific smile "though i have to go in a couple minutes, my mom will expect me home in ten, though i can do it in four if i ride"

He holds out the box to the other, while he digs for a fork or two in a drawer. He just starts smiling in reaction to Alec's smile. "Wanna fork? And you can take it home with you if you want?"

"sure, and no, mom does not like me eating other people's food, says it's a good way to get food poisining"

"A good way to get food poisoning is to eat undercooked food. Especially chicken. Chicken will kill you undercooked....which is why I never cook it. Don't want that happening to me or anyone." He gives the boy a fork. "I've only got sick from fast food....but it was undercooked food."

"that is not food at all" he admonished. one day i shall cook for you and you can have real food" he speared a bit and stuck it in his mouth, even could it was good. all of a sudden a phone went off. alec reached into a pocket and pulled it out. "momio!" he called out without even checking. "yes, coming now, love you, yes, bye" he put the phone in his pocket ."it was my mom, she wants me home" he smiled again "can i have a piece of paper?"

Fast food is too food! Especially bacon burgers....they're so good." His stomach makes this ungodly noise as he talks about bacon burgers. Can you guess what it wants? He just nods a bit at the question before padding into his room to get a notebook....and a pencil. "Here you go."

he laughed. when the other came back he scribbled in a small corner and closed the book. "if you wanna" was all the explination he offered. turning tail he headed for the door, he paused only long enough to wave goodby and was gone. cris opened the book to see what was in it



alec- 555.797.4337

He just makes a weird noise as Alec closes it and runs off. He just waves as the other leaves. "Bye bye." He looks at what the other wrote and programs the number into his cell phone (no home phone for him). Later he tries texting the other with...-poke-

-hello? cris?-

-yaaaaaaay! you didn't put some creeps number in here! I could see some friends doing that -.- Actually they have >_<- Chris ramble is a go!

-silly billy that is stupid. of course it is me x D. what is up?-

-wasn't so stupid to them! Thinking about ordering chinese again .-. I love the noodles. And the crab and bacon stuff. baaaaaaacon- He has some problems.

-ha ha ha ha! that is funny. actually we had bacon for dinner. and eggs. and cheeze in sour cream, it was very good like an omllete-

-it's not funny....i think he was a pedo...and wanted to MOLEST ME! .-. BACON BACON BACON! Not healthy but so delicious that NO ONE CARES! Yep, chinese time- Then he orders food and waaaaaaaaaits.

he looked at his phone for several seconds and shuddered, he knew the other was prolly teasing about the pedophile but he felt unf=comfortable all the same


-are you ok? did he try to hurt you?-

-its part of the reason I moved actually...he found out where I lived. my parents helped me get this place...but since then? no talking since he still calls the house...my friends don't know about that...I just disappeared on them. So it's all good now- Okay...the guy wasn't a pedophile, but it completely freaked him out anyway.

he stared at his phone eight, nine, ten seconds. he felt queasy -he can't hurt you, right?-

-he shouldn't be able to find me now, so he shouldn't be able to....haven't heard from him or anything since....so i'm good- He's not worried about it since he moved. That guy shouldn't know where he lives or anything and he changed his number.

(sorry every time i write, or even /try/ to write a reply something comes up, i think you are my new rose)

-there are very bad people out there- he paused trying to think of something nice to write to temper that line. he could think of none. he hit the send button

-yeah I know...I hear the stories. That's why I moved...didn't want him knowing where I lived....in case he was gonna do what he said he'd do...but I guess he gave up :3 so no worries now-

(It's alright lol)

he blanched, he did not like where this story was going, it made him nostalgic in a way he'd rather forget. he tried to change the subject -so why bacon? is it a personal vendetta against swine or what?-

-Bacon is just friggin DELICIOUS! It's BACON! What is not good about it?- He doesn't mind the topic change at all...especially since it is a more pleasant topic indeed.

-did you know there is bacon soap now?-

-I do not believe you, but either way...I don't need to smell like bacon that much XP-

(it's true haha)

-well i sdsds- he jumped as his mother knocked on the door "goodnight sweetie" he looked over to it "goodnight mommers" he resnt the text -i prolly need to go, can we talk again?-

-Mmmkay....talk to you later then...- Instead of going to sleep or doing something else productive, he starts playing a video game on his computer. Sleep is not needed!