"Fuck it." Tom say out loud and walks to the bathroom and grabs a garbage bag. He walks down the hall picking up anything that he finds and throws it in the bag. Once he fills up the bag he ties it off and heads out the front door and into the alley. He walks towards the cluster of trash cans that is sitting there and he notices that a girl is doing the same.
The girl has on short gray athletic shirts and a tight T-shirt. Her dirty blond hair is pulled up into two pony tails on either side of her head.
"Hey." Tom says as they reach the Trash can at the same time.
"Hey," responds the girl. "Big party?"
"How'd you guess?" Tom chuckles.
"I can read minds," she jokes.
"Really? That's a cool talent to have." Tom remarks.
"I bet your name is Tom," she says.
"Yeah!" Tom exclaims. "I didn't think you were fucking serious!"
"I cheated a little," she admits "We get your mail from time to time and I just picked one of the three names that are usually one it. I live across the alley," she says and points to the green house that is directly across the alley from Tom's.
"You had me going there for a sec." Tom says shaking his head "What's your name by the way?"
"Amy," the girl answers.
"I'll give you another try and your mind reading." Tom propositions "What am I thinking right now?" |