Fiction Suits & Friendship

As I was walking along on my merry way one beautiful fall afternoon, I spied a little boy who was about to ride his bike into dense traffic on Broadway. Just as I began to yell and run for him, a blur zoomed across the street and in less than half a second the boy was safely on the opposite sidewalk, with no other than the Flash standing next to him. I hurried across the street to ask the little boy if he knew where he lived so I could walk him home, but was abrutly stopped by the Flash. He angrily inquired if I was in charge of the boy and before I could respond, launched into a lecture on responsibility! I let him finish and then told him that I was only a passerby, as outraged as he to see such a small child trying to cross such a busy street on his own. The Flash profusely apologized for assuming the worst of me and I told him that in his line of work, it was understandable. He had a pained look on his face as he told me how he wished he didn't always have to assume the worst, and how there was a time when he didn't. He remarked that society and the world had changed much since his creation and that he didn't know if it was for the better. Then he seemed to come out of his thoughtfulness and told me that no matter what, he would always be around to help protect the world. I told him that every small act countss for something. He smiled and bent down to give the little boy a quick lecture in road safety and then he was gone. I walked the little boy back to his house and made my way back to campus, wondering who the Flash was busy saving now.

After class on Friday, I went back to my apartment and my roommate Ashley was there. She is one of my closest friends on campus and she made moving back to Monmouth this semester a lot easier for me. I had a rough couple weeks when this semester first started because after studying abroad in Italy last semester, Monmouth seemed like a joke. But I pushed through and I owe a lot to Ashley. She kept me entertained and laughing all the time. I can never be in the same room with her without being ridiuclous and constantly laughing. So after class on Friday when she was in our apartment, I sat down and told her about class and thanked her for being there for me during my transition period. She will never know how truly grateful I am, but I expressed it as best as I could. She was really surprised at my thanking her and expressing how much I love and appreciate her friendship because in her mind, she was doing what any good, normal friend should do. It made me feel amazing to actually sit down with her and tell her all those things because our friendship is the farthest thing from serious as you can get. We went to Moline together on Friday afternoon and I treated her to Starbucks, to make my thanks that much more succint. It was a good day.