I’m bored… I want tomorrow to come so I can go to my horse show… ____ -Riley- I smile a bit, “Um… I don’t know what do you want to do?” “We could watch TV for a while,” He says, gesturing towards the couch. “Alright,” I say, following him to the couch and sitting down next to him, scooting a bit close without him noticing. He flipped through the channels, “What do you usually watch?” I grimace, “I don’t have a TV…” He seems to not think anything of it, “Oh, then what kind of thing do you like, scary, reality, cartoon, … *whisper* drama?” I think for a second, “Um, scary sounds like the best out of those choices. TV doesn’t sound too great if drama and reality are choices.” Justin smiles and we watch some scary movie. A dude get his head chopped off and I scream and hide in Justin for dear life. “This is damn scary,” I say. He chuckles, “I figured, you’re holding me preeeeety tight.” I stick out my tongue and release him, “Well, not my fault you picked the second scariest thing of all time!” He asks”What’s the first?” “My dad,” I say. Justin’s eyes widen, “Does he hurt you? We have to go to the police if he does, come on Riles, don’t endanger your safety for his!” “First off, Riles? Second, he’s not around anymore, he can’t hurt me if he’s not here,” I say, shrugging. “Oh, I don’t know, just seemed like a good nickname. Don’t people, like call you that? What happened to him,” He asks. “No one ever nicknamed me. Uh… He kind of died on an overdose of crystal meth …