 out of the corner of my eye and saw him bouncing up and down on his toes, trying his damndest to see what was on the screen. Why couldn't he be like other guys who were more concerned with a girl's cleavage than what was on her phone screen? I guess I got what I deserved by having a friend with such a sharp mind.

"I'm searching for something." I tilted the screen away from him. It wasn't that I was hiding what I was doing, I just didn't want him to know about my hunt. I mean, obviously I wasn't hiding it because it was on the screen, which he saw until I tilted it away from him because I didn't want him to see what I was doing.

Wait...did that mean I was hiding it from him or not? I was going with...not.

I was not hiding my hunt from him because it was possible, theoretically, for him to see what I was doing on the screen, thus it wasn't hidden.

"What are you searching for? It looks really complicated," Darius said in a tone which, to me at least, seemed to question my ability to do anything which was complicated or required brain power. He couldn't be questioning my brain power, because that would be stupid. He knew me better than that, especially after everything we'd been through together. Maybe I was just seeing slights where they didn't exist.

"It is. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. Tell me more about your dreams of the mafia involved HOA paragons," I said, wanting Darius' attention on something other than what I was doing.

Darius shrugged. "It's not so much a dream as it is a hope. Or a wish. Or a wish-dream."

I looked up. "A wish-dream? What have you been smoking?"

Darius smiled and began to hum. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it until he sang, " 'A dream is a wish your soul makes, when you're deep asleep.' "

"But you're not asleep. You're awake and this is the real world."

"Doesn't matter," the gleeful Darius said. "It could still come true."

"Whatever." If he wanted to imagine his troubles were even now being wacked by the mafia, who was I to burst his bubble?

"
out of the corner of my eye and saw him bouncing up and down on his toe, try his damndest to see what was on the sieve. Why couldn't he be like early guys who were more concerned with a girl's cleavage than what was on her telephone screen? I guess I get what I deserved by having a supporter with such a sharp mind. 

 " I'm research for something. " I tilted the screen away from him. It wasn't that I was hiding what I was doing, I merely didn't want him to know about my hunt. I think of, obviously I wasn't hiding it because it was on the screen, which he saw until I lean it away from him because I didn't want him to see what I was doing. 

 Wait... did that think of I was hiding it from him or not? I was going with... not. 

 I was not hiding my hunt from him because it was possible, theoretically, for him to see what I was doing on the screen, thus it wasn't hidden. 

 " What are you searching for? It looks really complicated, " Darius said in a tone which, to me at least, seemed to question my ability to do anything which was complicated or necessitate brain power. He couldn't be question my genius power, because that would be stupid. He know me better than that, especially after everything we'd been through together. Maybe I was barely seeing slights where they didn't exist. 

 " It is. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. order me more about your dreams of the mafia involved HOA paragons, " I said, want Darius' care on something early than what I was suffice. 

 Darius shrugged. " It's not so much a ambition as it is a hope. Or a wish. Or a wish - ambition. " 

 I looked up. " A wish - dream? What have you been smoking? " 

 Darius smile and began to hum. It sound familiar, but I couldn't place it until he sing, "' A dream is a regard your soul makes, when you're deep asleep.' " 

 " But you're not asleep. You're awake and this is the veridical world. " 

 " Doesn't matter, " the elated Darius said. " It could still come true. " 

 " Whatever. " If he wanted to imagine his troubles were even now being wacked by the mafia, who was I to burst his bubble? 

 "
 ouh of the corner of my eyt and saw him bouuxing u' and dkwn on hks toes, trying his damndest vo swe whqt was on the screen. Wfy couldn'n he be luke irher guys xgo were more dlncexnxd with a girl's cleavage dhan what was mn hzr phone screen? I guess I got what I deservrd by having a ftiend rith such a sharp mind.

"I'm searching for somethpng." I tilted the xcreen away from him. It wadn't hhat I was hiding ahat I was eoind, I just didn'g want him to know aboot my hunt. I mean, obviously I warn't hnding it bexayse ht was on tie scrven, which he saw untin I tilyed it away frpm iim vecause I didn't want iim to see what I waf doing.

Waht...bid that mean I was hudung ij frok hio or nou? I wzs goijg xith...not.

I waa not hidint my hunt from him nesquse it was pkssiblq, eheoretically, for him to see what I was dojng on the screen, thus ut wasn't hidden.

"What ate you seawching for? It looks really complicated," Darius saig in e gont qhich, ro me at least, seemed to question my ability to so akything which waf complicatrd ot required brakn powzd. Ge couldn't be queshioning my beain powew, bevause that would be stupid. Ye knew me bvttee than that, especiclly after ererythong wr'd been through togethex. Maybs I was jush seeing auights where theh dpdn't exist.

"It is. Don't worry youw pretty oittke head aboot it. Tqll me morf abomd your dreams of tje mayia itvolved HOW paragons," I said, wanting Darius' attention on smmenhing othzr thak what I was doyng.

Darius shruyged. "It's not ro much a sream av it is a hjpe. Or a wish. Lr a wish-dreem."

I lookeq up. "A wush-dreao? What have you been smoking?"

Darius smiled and began bo huo. It sounded famnuuar, but I couldm't olase iv untyn he sang, " 'A drexm kx a wksh your soml oakex, when you're deep asneep.' "

"But you're not aslrei. You're aqake and this is the teal world."

"Doesn't mwtter," thx gleegul Darius said. "It could still coje true."

"Whwteyer." If he waneed bo iiagine his troubles were even now being wacked by the mafia, who was I to burst his bubylt?

"
out of the corner of my eye him up and on his toes, what on the screen. couldn't he be other guys who were more concerned a girl's cleavage than what was on her phone screen? I guess I what I deserved by having a friend with such a sharp mind. "I'm for I the away from him. It wasn't that I was hiding what I was doing, I just didn't him to know about my hunt. I mean, I wasn't hiding it it was on the screen, he until I it from because I didn't him to see what I was doing. Wait...did that mean I was hiding it from him or I was I was hiding hunt him because it theoretically, for him to see what on the screen, thus it wasn't hidden. "What you searching It looks really complicated," Darius said a tone which, to me at least, seemed question my ability to do anything which was complicated or required brain power. He couldn't my brain power, because would be stupid. knew better that, after everything been through together. Maybe I was just seeing slights where they exist. "It is. Don't worry your pretty little head about me about your dreams the mafia involved HOA I wanting Darius' attention on than I shrugged. not much a dream as is a hope. Or a Or a wish-dream." I have you been smoking?" Darius smiled and began hum. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't it until he sang, " 'A dream is a wish your soul when you're " "But you're not asleep. You're awake and is the real world." matter," the gleeful Darius said. "It could still come "Whatever." he wanted imagine his troubles even now being by the mafia, I to his "
 out of the corner of my eye and sAw him bouncIng up And DowN oN his Toes, Trying his damndESt to See what was on the screen. WHy couLdN'T he bE LiKe othEr guys wHO wERE moRe CoNceRnED wIth a gIrl'S cleavaGe than what Was On Her phone screEN? I Guess I got wHat i deserved by hAviNg a friEnD wiTH such A shArp miNd.

"I'm seARching For somethInG." i tilteD The screEN AwAy frOm him. It wasn't that I WAs HIding what I was dOing, I jUsT DiDN'T waNt hIm to know abOuT my huNT. I mean, oBViOUSLy I WAsn't hiding it bEcause it was ON thE screeN, wHicH He saw uNtil I TiLTed It away from hIm beCause I didN't want HIm to see WHat I was Doing.

WAit...Did That MEaN I Was HiDIng IT fRom HIm oR not? I was GoInG with...Not.

I WAS NOt hiDinG my hUnt frOm him because iT waS posSIblE, theoReticAlly, FoR him tO see whAt I waS dOing on the screen, Thus It wasn't hiDdeN.

"WHat ArE you sEArchinG foR? It Looks reAlly comPLicAtED," dArIus said in a tone whicH, tO ME aT least, seEmed to QUeStIOn my abilItY to Do anYTHing wHich WAs ComplicaTed or rEQuIrEd brain PoWer. He cOuLdn'T be QuestIOninG my braIn power, bEcausE That would be stuPId. He knew me betTEr THAn THat, eSpeCially after EverYThinG we'd BEeN thROugh tOgethEr. mAyBE I was just seeing sligHtS where They dIdn't exist.

"It is. don't worry yOUR Pretty liTtle HEaD About it. Tell me mOre abOut your dreAMs of the mAfia iNvolved HoA paragonS," i Said, wantIng darIus' AttENTiOn on something OTHer tHaN what I wAs dOing.

DarIus ShrUggEd. "IT's Not so much A dream as It Is A hOpE. Or A wish. oR a wish-drEaM."

I lOoKed Up. "A wiSH-dream? what hAve yOu BeEN smOking?"

DaRIuS SMileD aNd BegaN to HuM. It soUndeD FamIliar, buT I couldn't PlaCE it uNtIl He sang, " 'A Dream is a wish yOuR soul makes, WhEn yOu're deEP Asleep.' "

"BuT you're not asleep. You're awaKE and thiS is The reAl woRld."

"Doesn't MatTer," the GleEFul DarIus saiD. "It coUlD stILL come TRUe."

"whaTeVer." If he wanTED to ImagiNe His tRoubles Were even now being waCKed By the mafia, who Was i to bURSt His BUbBLe?

"
 out of the corner of my e ye and saw  himbou nci ng  upanddown on his to e s, t rying his damndest tosee w ha t  was on  thescreen. Wh y cou ld n' t h eb elikeoth er guys  who weremor econcerned wi t ha girl's c lea vage than wh atwas on  h erp honescr een?I gues s  I got  what I d es e rved b y  having a  f rien d with such a sha r pm ind.

"I'm sea rching  f o rs o met hin g." I tilt ed  thes creen a w ay f r omh im. It wasn't  that I was hid ing wh at  Iw as doi ng, I  j u stdidn't want  him  to knowaboutm y hunt. I mean,  obvio usl y I  was n 't  h idi ng itb ec aus e  it  was onth escree n, w h i c h  hesaw  unt il Itilted it awa y f romh imbecau se Ididn 't  want  him t o see  w hat I was doing .

W ait...did  th at  me an  I wa s  hidin g i t f rom him  or not ?  Iwa s g oi ng with...not.

Iwa s no t hiding  my hu n tfr o m him be ca use  itw a s pos sibl e ,theoreti cally, fo rhim tose e what  I  wa s d oingo n th e scre en, thus  it w a sn't hidden.
" What are yous ea r c hi n g fo r?It looks re ally comp lica t ed ,"D arius  said  i n  a tone which, to me a tleast,  seem ed to questio n my abili t y to do an ythi n gw hich was compl icate d or requi r ed brain  powe r. He co uldn't be q uestioni ngmybra inp o we r, because th a t  wou ld  be stu pid . He kn ewmebet ter  t han that,  especia ll yaf te r e veryt h ing we'd  b een  t hro ugh t o gether . May be I  w as jus t seein g  s l i ghts  w he re t hey  d idn't  exi s t.
"It is . Don't w orr y  you rpr etty li ttle head abo ut  it. Tellme  mo re abo u t  your dr eams of the mafia invol v ed HOApar agons ," I  said, wa nti ng Dar ius '  atten tion o n som et hin g other t ha n w ha t I was do i n g.
Dari us  shr ugged."It's not so mucha  dr eam as it isa h ope. O ra w i sh .  Or  a wis h - dream."

I look ed up. "Awi s h- dream? Wha t  ha ve  you be en smok ing?" 
Darius  smiled a nd beganto  hum . Itsounded fa miliar,but I cou l dn'tp la ce it  un til he  s ang , " ' A drea m  is  a wi sh you rsoul m akes,  w hen you' re deep asleep.' "

"Bu t you' re no t a sleep. Yo u'r e  aw ake and t hisis the rea l w orl d."
"Do e sn'tmatt e r, " t h e gle eful Darius sa i d.  "I t co uld still c o m e  tr ue."
"W h atever ." I f he wanted to im a gine his troub lesw e reeve n  now  b eing wacked by  th em a fia, who  w as I to bur st his b ub b le?
"
 out_of the_corner of my eye_and saw_him_bouncing up_and_down on his_toes, trying his_damndest to see what_was on the_screen._Why couldn't he be like other guys who were more concerned with a girl's_cleavage_than what_was_on_her phone screen? I guess_I got what I deserved_by having_a friend with such a sharp mind.

"I'm searching_for_something." I tilted_the screen away from him. It wasn't that I_was hiding what I was doing,_I just didn't_want_him_to know about my_hunt. I mean, obviously I wasn't_hiding it because it was on_the screen, which he saw until I_tilted it away from him because_I didn't want him to_see what_I was doing.

Wait...did that mean_I was hiding_it from_him or not?_I was going with...not.

I was not_hiding my hunt_from him because it was possible,_theoretically,_for him to_see_what_I was_doing on the_screen,_thus it_wasn't_hidden.

"What are you searching for? It_looks_really complicated," Darius said in a tone_which, to me at_least,_seemed to question my_ability to do anything which_was complicated or required brain power._He couldn't_be questioning_my brain power, because that would be stupid. He knew me_better than that, especially after everything_we'd been through together._Maybe I_was_just seeing slights_where_they didn't_exist.

"It is. Don't worry your pretty little_head about_it. Tell me more about your_dreams of the mafia_involved_HOA paragons," I said, wanting Darius'_attention on something other than what_I was doing.

Darius shrugged. "It's_not_so_much a dream as it_is a hope. Or a wish._Or a wish-dream."

I_looked up. "A wish-dream? What have you_been_smoking?"

Darius smiled and began to hum._It_sounded familiar, but I couldn't place_it_until_he sang, " 'A dream_is a wish your soul makes,_when you're deep asleep.' "

"But you're not asleep. You're_awake and this_is the real world."

"Doesn't matter,"_the_gleeful_Darius said. "It could still come true."

"Whatever." If he wanted_to imagine_his troubles were_even now being wacked by the mafia, who was I_to burst his bubble?

"