It’s about six in the morning. The cold, November air was filled with an unbroken silence save for a few birds and the rumble of cars in the distance. The sky was still a watery blue color as the sun sifted its weak copper rays through the leaves of the colorful trees around them. The grass was silvery and crunchy with frost beneath his feet. Next to a worn-down bus stop sign was a tall, scrawny boy who looked like a ghost, his pale skin prominent against his dark eyes and black clothes. He wasn’t a goth or emo, per say. His thick coat was wrapped around his body along with a scarf and tall black boots. On his hands were worn in red gloves, and on his head of black curls sat a wool red cap that blazed against his otherwise plain exterior. He sucked in a lungful of icy cold air, his chocolate brown eyes watching the plume of steam he emitted when he breathed out and faded. “Elliot!” The teen turned around as a brightly colored teen ran up to him, a wide grin stretched across his face. He had wild brown hair that never seemed to go down the way he wanted it to, sparkling green eyes and pale skin, this due to a lack of sunlight rather than a natural I-just-lost-a-pint-of-blood look like Elliot. He knew his friend usually had a healthy tan. Freckles covered his cheekbones and nose and was just a few inches shorter than Elliot. He was dressed in a dark blue coat, worn down jeans, brown boots and a bright yellow scarf. “Your grandma made that for you?” Elliot chuckled and tugged on the yellow scarf. “Hey, it’s warm and soft, okay?” He grumbled. “I’m not complaining, Freckles.” “Frey, Elliot. We’ve been friends for how long now?” Frey griped. Elliot flashed a white toothed grin. “I don’t know, you’ll always be Freckles to me.” Frey pouted and rubbed his hands together vigorously. “Why does it have to be so cold?” He grumbled. “It’s November, you bone head.” “You’re a bone head.” Frey shot back lamely as a yellow bus rumbled to a stop in front of them. They waited for the double doors to open before stepping onto the circus on wheels.