"John's home." My sister told me as I pulled a t-shit over my head. "Go Aztecs!" it read.
"Whaat?!" I asked breathlessly.
"John. O'Callaghan. Is. Home." She repeated again, slowly.
"Beth, you're wrong. They don't come home until next week." I told her. They couldn't be home yet. They had one more show and that was it, for this tour anyway.
"Then why did I see a white van with tons of sharpie writing on it down the street?!" Beth questioned angrily.
That's all I needed and I was gone, running out the door, through the patches of grass and onto the suburb's road. I faintly heard,
"McKenzie! Come back! You forgot your pants!"
I ignored my sister and kept running, Johnny's house was close.
Just down the road.
I could see the van!
"Johnny!" I screamed.
I could see two boys in front of the O'Callaghan's house!
"Johnny!" I screamed. "Pat!" I laughed when I saw him.
"Kenzie!" Johnny smiled widely.
"Johnny!" I sighed, before throwing myself into my best friend's arms. I held tight as he lifted me off the ground.
"I've missed you, Irish." I whispered into his ear.
"I've missed you too, Indy!" He chuckled.
One last squeeze he set me down and I stood back. I smiled at him before turning to Pat.
I laughed, "Pat! I've missed you!"
I leaned into hug him as he turned his camera away.
Pulling back I smiled at both of them happily before jumping into Johnny's arms again.
"John O'Callaghan!" Mrs. O'Callaghan screamed.
"Smile!" She yelled, raising a camera to her face.
I smiled brightly as the flash blinded me. Through the darkness I heard,
"McKenzie where are your pants?!" from Mrs. O'Callaghan.
But all I remember was Johnny.
Pressing his forehead to my head and sighing into my ear,
"It's really good to be home, Indy."
I closed my eyes as another click of the camera came around.
"Yes, yes it is, Irish." I whispered back, slipping my hand into his.