Chapter forty.

Skykar's pov (continuation.) 

I turn on the tap, letting the water run into the bowl, adding a little bit of detergent I quickly wash it, putting it back in the cupboard where it belongs. 

I look around, the house seems pretty empty.

Are they gone yet? 

Walling pass the kitchen's back door and into the garden. Jason's garden. 

Yup, he keeps a garden. 

That kid loves his flowers like his cars. 

I take a sit on the hard, cemented two step stairs, staring into the sky. 

There is an unevenly distribution of stars making me wish I can actually read them. 

Huh.... Geography isn't really one of my favourite subjects. 

"Hey." I recognise his voice even before seeing his face. 

Please by pass me, you didn't see me.