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    “Class?” Nyla asks.
     
    “Yeah. You know college.” I say trying not to sound sarcastic.
     
    “I'm sorry.” She responds. “I just assumed everyone was on spring break. I keep forgetting I live on the other side of the United States. I didn't mean to be so nosey.” She says coming to her feet.
     
    “Forget about it.” I say shaking my head to myself, while walking towards the stairs. “Oh and sorry about this morning. I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. I crashed and somehow ended up behind you on the couch.”
     
    “Forget about it.” She responds in a teasing tone.
     
    Step by step I begin making my way up the stairs.
     
    “Hey Mason.” Nyla calls behind me.
     
    “Yeah?” I respond turning around to give her my full attention.
     
    “I'm going to the store to get some things for a late breakfast. Did you want to stick around? If you want, you can take some to your sister.”
     
    I stand there looking at a beautiful girl that I knew little about, and she knew nothing about me and how fucked up I thought my life was right now, offer to cook me and my sister breakfast.
     
    “Thanks Nyla, but I really need to be going.”
     
    “Okay.” She responds giving me a smile.
     
    I tear my attention away and continue up the stairs and out the front door until I'm safe behind the wheel of my late model black Mustang.
     
    *  *  *
    I turn off the paved road and onto a dirt road leading down a long winding one surrounded by nothing but trees, until I pull up into my Grandma's yard.
     
    My grandma's car was nowhere in sight. I cut my engine off and hop out of my car. Walking up several stairs to the three-bedroom brick house that my grandma owned, I open the screen door and unlock the front door.
     
    I walk in and can smell the scent of stale cigarettes lingering in the air. Even after my grandma was diagnosed with lung cancer a year ago, she still continued to smoke.
     
    “Mason, I've lived a long healthy life. I'm already dying so why should I stop?”
     
    Were her words exactly.
     
    I close the door and lock it behind me.
     
    “Brooke!” I yell my sister's name out.
     
    “I'm getting dressed!” She yells from the other side of the house.
     
    I walk into the kitchen and I see pots and pans with yesterday's food still inside and dirty dishes in the sink soaking in soapy water.
     
    Walking over to the refrigerator I see a note posted from my grandma intended for Brooke stating that she went to the grocery store and pharmacy, and that she'll return shortly. Grabbing the note off the fridge, I crumble it up and toss it in the trash before making my way to my old bedroom.
     
    “Did you see the note from ma?” I ask Brooke, while standing outside her bedroom door. I didn’t know much about my mom except that she was doing time for attempted murder and possession of drugs and she had several years left before she got out. So I always referred to my grandma as ma for short, because not only was she my grandma, but she was like a mom to me.
     
    “Yeah I got it.” Brooke responds on the other side.
     
    “Okay. I'm going to get in the shower. Be ready in twenty. I don't want you to be late for school.”
     
    “Alright already.” She responds.
     
    I walk in my room and go straight for the closet. I grab some clothes that I still haven't had time to move to my new residence. Then I grab a pair of boxers out my dresser and I make my way back down the hall to the bathroom.
     
    I strip out of my clothes dreading the cold shower I was going to have to take to relieve this ache in my dick.
     
    Fuck a cold shower.
     
    I pull back the shower curtain and I turn on the faucet and adjust it to a comfortable temp. I get in and allow the warm water to stream down my body. Resting one hand against the shower wall, I close my eyes and grab my dick with the other. It was so hard that it hurt.
     
    I close my eyes and I think about the girl with the beautiful brown skin, lips, fit