Sat, 15 Jul 2006 07:35:51 GMT

Gene POV
Another Day At Devon...
(still working on this one ^^;)

I walked down to the usual tree where everyone normally met. It was a tall tree with a limb sticking out. The limb extended right over the water, and with enough force you could up into the river. I leaned back against the trunk of the tree and stared out onto the surface of the Devon River. I looked up at the tree and thought about how many times we jumped out. The Super Suicide Society of the Summer Session was one of the most invigorating things I have taken part of. It’s amazing how many times and how many different ways we’ve jumped. At times I’m still frightened. I must be a fool! Jumping out of that tree over and over again. Then again who can say it wasn’t fun? It was just that today I wasn’t feeling every up to it.

“I don’t want to jump out of the tree today, Phineas, I… I just want to be. It’s pretty nice here, you know? Tranquil.” He and I were the ones who founded the Suicide Society. Phineas and I were roommates. We were pals, teammates, and the best of friends. He was everything I was not, and I was everything he couldn’t be. I guess that was why we were best friends. In a way we completed each other. Finny was rambunctious, unbridled and free. He did anything and everything he wanted to; the amazing thing was that everyone was able to have fun when he did. Opposites attract I guess, because I wasn’t like this. I wasn’t so free, because I was chained down to my books. Studying was all I ever did and all I ever could do. Except with Finny around, then it’s not that bad.

It got late pretty fast and I had fallen asleep leaning on the trunk of the tree. I rubbed my eyes and looked out on to the river. It was one of the most spectacular views I have ever seen. The sun was setting over the edge of the Devon forest. Red and orange streaks painted the early evening sky of a pale blue. Just then the burning disc of perpetual light finally withdrew from the sky. Everyone in Devon knew it was about time to head back to the dorms. I leaned out to reach for Finny. It was time to head back. Shocked I silently withdrew and sat back down with my jacket wrapped tightly around me. The tears welled up. I closed my eyes and I felt the warm tears gently roll down my cheek. I wish to God that Phineas were still here. I wish I hadn’t been so stupid, so ignorant, and so suspicious. I wish wasn’t so disgustingly me. Finny would probably still be here to share the view of that radiant sky, or maybe we would have jumped out of the tree after all. I buried my face in my knees and held my legs close. Memories are all I have of Phineas.

What death cannot conquer...