And the Stars up Above - Chapter 7

April 8th, 1986
Mike

Jason looked gob smacked. His mouth was open and he was staring at something an inch or two above Mike’s right shoulder that Mike was quite sure that nobody else could see. At least Mike had no idea what could possibly be so amazing about the spot one or two inches above his right shoulder. Slowly Jason’s expression started to change; his mouth closed, his eyes got a bit less distant and it seemed like he was coming to a conclusion of some sort. Mike waited, he had begun to get used to Jason’s sudden moments of thinking. Moments when nothing could seem to reach to him. Jason’s thinking expression was now completely gone and was instead replaced with a smile and relief. Mike couldn’t help but to smile himself.
“What now?” he said, nudging him.
“Sorry, what? I was kind of spaced out.” Jason said, still not really focusing on Mike.
“Yes, I kind of noticed. Are you done thinking now?”
“Yes, I think I am.” Jason said, looking very proud of himself. Mike rolled his eyes.
“You know what? Let’s skip the first class! I don’t feel like having French at all. No! NO! I’ve got an even better idea! Let’s skip the whole day!” Jason said almost jumping with excitement and joy.
“Okay, now this is scary. Who are you and what the fuck have you done to Jason?” Mike asked with a playful smile. Mike knew that Jason never would skip a class, or even be late for one and he actually thought it was hilarious that Jason had lied about the detention thing the first time they met.“Oh, nothing. I’ve just realised that it doesn’t matter what I do so, let’s go!” Jason grabbed Mike by the hand and ran, and Mike had no other choices but to run along or be dragged behind. Mike chose to run.