June

I rode my roller skates to June's house. The trees looked green. They were always green. It never changed. 

June was on the porch, making an invention. She always makes inventions. That's her thing. 

I went to the the porch and sat down on her robotic chair. It felt pretty comfortable. June looked at me. 

It was awkwardly quiet, just the birds chirping and the sound of June's phone playing Graduation.

Then I realized why I came. I forgot. I am quite scatter brained. 

"Can you help me figure out why we can't go into different towns?" 

June looked at me, fear in her eyes. 

"I- I-" she stammered before I could say anything. 

June pointed at the sky and blurted out "Flying bus!" 

I looked behind me. 

There indeed was a flying bus in the sky. June had fainted. 

I carried June to the road. Then I tripped some how and hit my head. Then the world went black.