Phew! Goodbye school and hello home sweet home ! So here I am now outside the school strolling down the sidewalk to my hose that three blocks away from the school. The dry leaves rustling and crunching under my sneakers. The October Autumn wind really coold me down. I love Autumn because it much more reaxing breezy and calm. Sometime Seth and I will spend our time lying on a pile of dried leaves that Mom scraped of in our backyard. Speak of Seth, I whipped out my cellphone from the pocket and send him a text message.

>Where r u ? In the Port ?

I hit the Send button. In case you wondering what is the Port, it is our treehouse that we built when we're eleven with a help from Dad. When I'm feel depressed with anybody I'll climbed to that treehouse and sulking all day. I could survive in there. There is a shelf that full of my favourite books (I'm a bookworm) , two purple beanbag chairs, a long polka dots matress lying at the corner of the room, a set of table and chair, multicoloured funky cushion, a cooler box for keeping some sodas and junk food, The wall and the ceiling is full of Seth and my drawing when we were six. I love this one picture that show me and Seth in stick-figures smiling and holding hands. Friends Forever was written in turqoise coloured crayon at the top of the head. We even kept a giant box of Crayola Deluxe and a thousand papers there, I really loves to draw. Art is like in my blood.

My phone beeped with a text.

> Yeah. Where else ?

As I look up, I was in front of my house. Quickly, I get into the hall, dumped my bag on the couch and go to the kitchen for snacks. I heard Mom was rambling on the phone while the kitchen table was full of paperworks spread all over. Mom worked as laywer. She always have a big case and rarely spending time with us. Everytime I told her about it, she will repeating same thing like " I promise we'll spending time together tonight ,honey" but yeah, she always come home later than seven. I don't mind that much because Seth always make me busy.

Mom smiled and winked at me. She held out a finger that say "Hold on a sec". I just smile, give a small nod and straight to the pantry. That place totally heaven I can say. Food is like everything to me. I grabbed a bag of chocolate chips cookies that my Aunt Bethany gave us when she's visiting. Two packets of Twinkies and a jumbo bag of M&Ms juggled in my arm. I madly in love with M&Ms. How can I prove it ? When I was in second grade, there is this boy name Tommy I think. He is a school bully and he snatched my M&Ms and gobbled the whole bag. When he laughed histerically looking at me in red I felt like I wanna kill him. And that make him go to the clinic for a medical check on his bruise plus  two weeks grounded No Junkies Policy. 

As I ran upstairs I nearly bumped over my eight-years-old sister, Cassie.

"Hey ! Watched out Cass!" I yelled as she catched the Twinkies that fell out from my hand.

"Why such in a rush ? And wait ? Is that my Twinkies ?" She glared at me. Cassie look a bit like me because she also have brunette hair but mine have a bit hazel highlights. Her eyes sparkly blue but mine are emerald just like my Dad's eyes. 

"Nahhh. They're like a thousand of it in the pantry and now shoo!" I snatched that Twinkies from her hand and ran straighted to my room. That girl have a record thats he could blabbered 12 km/per hours !

Things that I love about my room is it is big that I could rolled along the floor. The wall are pale blue and I added few fluff clouds floating through. My bedspread are polka dots and there are awesome hangings where I put a bunch of film photos that I snapped with my Polaroid hanging to a string with a cloth pegs on the wall.

I yanked off my favourite ripped jeans with my star-printed pajama pants. I open up my huge closet and figure out what to wear for evening autumn. It's a bit cold outside. I just grab this supercute  grey sweater that have a picture of dried leaves floating all over. I bought this last year special for my autumn wardrobe.

I pulled in the sweatshirt, wrapped a knitted scarf around my neck and get the heck out from the room with the snacks.

When I arrived at the Port, I saw Seth is sketching on a piece of paper. I climbed up the ladder, plopped myself on the beanbag and untied my ponytail so my long half-curl hair draped down the shoulder.

"So how's the detention?" Seth stop sketching and look at me.

"Well, it's fun and yeah we got free balloon each. Duh. It's so bored that I could just die !" I answered sarcastically while digging through teh cooler box for two cans of soda. I hand one to Seth and take a sip.

After take a gulp, he continued with the drawing concentrately. I guess he's not in the mood for a talk.

"Hey what did you drew?" I asked and shift closer to him craned my neck. Before I know anything, he nervously slipped the drawing under his folder and laugh nervously. I realised his face was all red and sweating.

"Uh.. well.. umm.. Nothing !" he smiled nervously. I just knew he try to hiding something from me.

"Oh nice try mister" I grinned mischiviously and struggling wih him to get that drawing but Seth is faster than me, he ran down the ladder on the grass and stuck out his tounge.

"You never gonna get me ! Never gonna get me !" He cackled.

"Oh you !" I laughed untill my stomach hurts. Without thinking I jumped straight from the 3-meters-heigh-Port right on the grass. When I land on the grass I felt a tingle of twisted knots on my right ankle. It's really hurt. My eyes are pooled with tears. I trying to stop myself from crying. My body is covered with old bruises and scars before and I never cry. Why this time ? Seth eyes popped open and he quickly ran toward me and try to calm me.

He put his arm around me and kind of half-hug while the other hand hold my ankle. 

"Oh God. What are you thinking Alex? Jumping straightly forward from the highh Port. Shh shh that's okay that's okay. Can you move ?" He asked me concernly. I take a deep breath.

"Ohmigosh Seth, my ankle is twisted so much  that I can't even move a stiff!" I half-screeched. Seth look very panic as he scratch his scruffy hair. Without saying anything, Seth lifted me up and put on his back like piggy ride back. I wrapped my arm around his neck.

"What are you doing ? Wa--? Hey Seth!" I exclaimed panickly because I felt like I'm about to fall.

"Could you shut up ? I'm trying to save you !" he brought me to the kitchen. As he dropped me on the couch I pinched him.

"Ouch ! Is that how you say thank you ?" He pouting while pinched me back. I giggled.

"Fine. Thanks Seth. " I look him into the eyes.

Sometimes he could be so pathetic but heck yeah. He is my only friend.