three kidz

There were 3 of them. Three little kids in tropical weather school uniform. None carried more than a backpack sized almost 3/4 of their own heights. Their skin used to be lighter in shades, determined by their race. But the sun, they befriend it. Everyday.

"RRRiiiiinngggg"

She was chubbier than her friends and had bigger eyes, short hair with fringe pinned to the side. They called her 'Dut'. It wasn't her real name but she couldn't care less.

" Dut, you didn't forget did you?" Shito asked with an obvious quiver in his voice, started to feel alarmed.

He was the skinniest among the three, the listener among the three and a thinker in the class. Shito first knew Dut when they entered the same class and happened to seat next to each other. He initially disliked her as much as he disliked cats or dogs. Dut would talk non-stoppingly to him everyday, giggled and smiled at every interval of hours. There were only two days when Shito did not hear Dut's laughter, once when Dut was absent and the other was when Dut was so nervous for the singing competition she was participating after class.

"Nope, i did not." Dut's frowned face suddenly evolved into a grinning mask as her hand climbed out from the rummaged backpack. She held a silver chain with 3 keys dangling beneath it.

"Let's go then," Shito urged followed by a loud relief and a screeching sound of 'whoaaa' and 'yyeaaahh'. He regularly begged Danny, the fastest runner to slow down as he stopped and panted for air. Danny was a new student. He looked different, dressed different despite the uniform (he always managed to add other accessories like belt or handkerchief that none of the other boys in school did) but they seemed to have known each other for centuries. They talked in the same frequency and catch the same joke that none of their classmates did.


----to be continued----