@kyleingram
Eva sat on the park bench with her headphones in and music blaring loud enough that if people were around her, they would have been able to hear it. She looked around, and just like when she had first arrived, saw that the park was deserted. Not that she had expected a crowd - it was 5 am - but usually there was one morning jogger with their dog or something. Regardless, Eva kept looking around. Her persistence quickly paid off as her gaze came to rest on a young man around her own age. At first she just stared at him, cocking her head slightly to the side, as she waited for him to notice her back. It wasn’t long before he looked her way and she removed her headphones, music still playing. “What are you doing here this early?” Of course, he could ask her the same question, but she had asked first.
One good thing about being dead was that Kyle could skate whenever he wanted. No school, no moms, no other responsibilities he had to respect before he took his board to the street. Another good thing?
Whack!
His body hit the ground, scraping his knees against the hard cement, and he didn’t feel any of it. He sat on the soft grass for a while after that. It was still dark out, with a hint of morning just beyond the trees. Since his death, he’d seen more sunrises and sunsets than he could count, he was always around for it. It wasn’t anything special anymore, but sometimes... Sometimes it took his metaphorical breath away.
He pushed himself up off the ground, and dropped his skateboard, preparing to take off again when a voice stopped him. She could see him. “Oh, uh...” He laughed. “Early bird gets the worm, or whatever.” He nodded towards her. “What about you?”
