Ned-Ass

A roar of laughter could be heard as a group of teenage boys exit out of a movie theater on a late Friday night. The four boys were close friends, maybe even as close as blood brothers. The four had just finished watching the latest Spiderman movie and were full of teenage excitement. The mystical high of being in a jam packed movie theater, full of strangers were still lingering onto the group of boys as they walked down the street.

"You know I really like the movie but I just can't get over why Peter and Ned are the way they are. I mean they're adults now but they still acts like kids. Like if you were in charge of a multi-billion dollar company, would you still be crying over your highschool sweetheart or a girl you've only met for less than a week?" One of the boy leading the group shouted out loud into the dark sky while still consuming his over priced printed popcorn bucket.

"Boy get your Ned ass out of here!" Shouted one of the boys next to him as they all burst out into laughter. "What do you think Peter would learn by now? there's like 20 different version of him. Of course they would keep rehashing that teenager trope until they get a new franchise going."

"Shii at least I would've done more than him" Samuel responded back. Out of the group, he was the only one of Asian lineage and just so happened to be in similar build and look of Jacob Batalon. "Ned was hella lame. Why fall in love with a girl on the plane trip just to break up again at the end of the movie. I mean it's what I would've done too but GODDMAN! It's been years since Far From Home, How is he still acting like a kid?" Samuel walked ahead of the group before turning around to face them. The group kept on walking with Samuel turning around to walk backwards inorder to conversate better.

"Well it's wouldn't be your first time again either. After what happened with you and Heather." Josh said. "You guys went out like what? two or three times before making it official and then how long have you guys been 'together' for? My man she just kept stringing you along and you did nothing. Each time she wants to end things you always go back to her and forgive her for what she did during your breaks. Better yet after your 'last' break up you just said it's."

""""What adults do"""" The four spoke in unison with Samuel rolling his eyes. He stopped walking as he tries to find the words explain his wild months of emotional entanglement to his friends. However all that could come out were stutters of hidden trauma and teenage awkwardness that can't be processed into words. "uh uh uh" After a few deep breaths Samuel finally begins to form his words. "Y'all wouldn't get it. We've both moved on because I've realized that I'm better than how she's been treating me. Now your boy is free of ladies and ready to make sorry decis-"

SCREEEECH!

THUD!

Only a blur of a white vehicle can be seen by the boys as the round heavy figure of their friend disappeared in an instant. The night was dark and the hanging street light could barely illuminate the corner that the group was standing on. Besides the sad yellow buzzing of the over head light, the only other colors were the red from the street signal and the truck that came on to a sudden halt.

"Oh...holy shit!" Screamed out Josh as his vision starts to blur. His eyes darted around the quiet night has he search franticly for the driver. "What the fuck did you do!!" Josh starts running towards the door of the vehicle with a flying rage. "Woah woah there buddie." Yelled out the tipsy driver as he slowly make his way out of the truck. "He *HIC* was standing in the middle of the roud" The man was slurring his words in coherently as a fist from Josh, landed on his face.

The other two friends, Benji and Daniel slowly recoverd from their shock as they chase after josh. They reached out to pull him off the driver to avoid any further incidents from happening, even if they wished to join in and inflict the pain they're feeling. "We'll fuck him up later Josh but we need to call 911 now! Sam needs medical attention FAST!"

In the distance the sound of sirens can be heard as the group of friends weren't the only ones on the street. Some other movie goers saw the horrible accident and called for the authorities almost right away. Another group approached the boys to try to defuse the situation and calm down their anger and sudden grief.

While just a few feet away laid Samuel's rapidly dying body. His neural system began firing at lighting speed to try to make sense of the situation and preventing total organ failure. His heart began beating like a drum trying to push blood to his organs that don't seem to be connected anymore. The bones of his legs were shattered beyond what his family could avoid to repair in America. With his life and consciousness slowly fading away. Only three words appeared in his head as a snickering smile grew on his face during his last moments.

"Fuck it's Truck-kun"