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[h1]Daniel Lewis Monte Parker[/h1]
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[indent]To say he wasn't excited was a pretty big lie, in fact he was most certainly looking forward to going back to the city, back home. It had been at least 10 years since he had been back and that had only been a short visit back then but this time he had planned to stay much longer, hoping to at least be able to catch up with his childhood friends all the while enjoying some peace and quiet in the comfort of their summer house. Well the partially half owned summer house his parents had bought alongside another family, his childhood friend, Matt, someone who he hadn't spoke to since back then either minus the odd occasional text he had received a few years back.. he was more excited to see him again in all honesty but it wasn't something he would admit openly. 

It had been a long drive down, he'd left the previous night due to how long the trip was; only stopping once half way to have a few hours sleep and then he was back on the road at the crack of dawn. He had opted for the most fastest and dangerous way down to the city, his black motorbike he had been fixing up for the last few months and this was the perfect opportunity to test it out now as he sped up now along the quieter roads leading up to remote part of town. The best thing about the summer house was it's location and one of the many beaches and huge deep blue sea was was just at the very bottom of the hill, it was remotely quiet this morning as he eased up on the peddle now while his bike came to an immediate stop outside, he had pulled off his helmet while his eyes scanned the car that was parked right outside.. strange.. he had thought the summer house would of been empty or at least he hoped his mother hadn't sold it out and not told him, it wouldn't of come to surprise that this might of been the case but he still hoped he was wrong.

Turning the engine off as he gave it a few more revs, it sounded so beastly, he smirked and patted the painted bike as he un-straddled it, his eyes had scanned the outside of the building now as he clutched the helmet in his fingers, it hadn't changed, it still looked brand new and without any more hesitation he bent down at the front door to retrieve the key which oddly enough was still there, after so many years.. it was just then that he felt his heart beating a lot quicker in his chest as he unlocked the door and slid in quietly. There had been no real sign on anyone being in the house, it looked like it hadn't been touched in months but the car parked outside was a tell tale sign that there had to be someone here.

He had placed his bikers helmet down on the kitchen table as he ventured in further, his body leaning in vaguely to every room he passed to see whether the mysterious person was in there but with no luck downstairs after checking every room, he slid his bag of his shoulder as he carried it up the stairs, towards his bedroom which he really hoped was still there and within a matter of seconds he opened the door and there it was.. his single bed which by the looks of it might of outgrown him.. annoying yes.. did it matter right now? no, there also stood a tall oak cupboard in the corner with a long door mirror still attached to it, he found himself standing there checking himself out and began re-arranging his hair so it didn't look too messy. 

Having thrown down his bag on the bed, he had decided he wanted a drink, he deserved it after the long trip and well it was only the right thing to do seeing as he could enjoy it whenever he wanted too now, at least he had to enjoy himself while he could until he had to go back. Only grabbing at his phone and headphones, he had placed them over his ears while some tunes blasted, he skipped back downstairs in his comfy clothes and there found himself in front of the wine rack, rampaging through the varieties, although he never really like wine this was all the house had been kept at best. Eventually he decided on a red, a fruity one he hoped and had poured himself a glass and turned to admire more of the house and how it hadn't aged while sipping at his drink.

As he began shuffling along the walls, pictures of him and their families were lined up neatly and he couldn't help but smirk as he reached for one, him at a very young age along side his friend Matt both with their cheeky grins, they were both little shit's back then.. 'like two peas in a pod' he would remember their parents would often say.. placing the photo back on the wall he had chuckled softly then and almost did a double take when he noticed him. [color=black]"Matt? Mattie? WOW, I was wondering who that car belonged too..."[/color] he was in shock to see his friend, he hadn't seen the guy since his 13th birthday.. he had certainly grown up in many ways, they must of been around the same height but he remembers his friend being a year older which never mattered anyway. He always looked up to him as the older brother but right now there was no 'feelings of re-uniting with his brother ' he wasn't at all sure how he felt and rubbed at the back of his neck [color=black]"So.. I didn't realize you still came here.. are you planning on staying long?"[/color] he had smiled at the guy and leaned up against the doorway while continuing to sip at his drink as he tried his best not to make it any awkwarder, not that it needed to be right.

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