J.C. walked out his house into the shade of the big tree on the front lawn. Looking up and down the road there was no sign of life, except for two old people gardening a couple of houses up. Sighing, he walked up the road, always on the lookout for people his age. Not that he knew what he;d do when he found any. Probably wait for them to approach him. Hopefully school would be more fun.
J.C. was still walking the streets. He had taken a quick nap in the park, but he didn't want to go home. He guessed he should probably be off to school, so he started walking in the general direction fo the school. As he turned up one street, he heard the loud blasting of rock music from 'one of the houses'/'the large house at the end of the street'.
(Is it Gunna with the mansion?)
((they all have big houses except for you and me 😉))
Serj had gone home from the hospital early, despite the doctor's warning that it wasn't a good idea. He lay on his bed, snoring quietly, when his alarm clock rang. Waking with a start, he slapped his hand down lazily on top of it until it stopped going off. Seven thirty... Just fifteen more minutes, he promised himself. Just fifteen more minutes and I'll get out of bed...