They hush each other with funny looks on their faces and fingers to their lips. The main street comes and they put a foot between themselves, long steps and backs straight. Heads up, eyes only some times flickering to each other.
Max takes longer steps and fingers the straps on his backpack, leaving James a while behind. He eases his way into the ticket line. He’s behind a family of five. The daughter glances around her, catches his eye, and he looks away, down to the water.
The boat is two hours down the river and back. The tourists are the only ones who take it. Less Americans and more Arabs, but neither would see the two after today. That was important.
Max goes to board, the family of five, Americans with their wide eyes and dynamic voices, ahead of him. The boat leaves at eight, thirty minutes before sunset. It’s kind of romantic. He watches James buy his ticket, pocketing it and heading into the spice bazaar.
He goes right to the top of the boat, with the open air view. The back of the boat is already knee to knee with gawkers. He slips onto the bench next to the railing, dangling his feet over the side, waiting.
The boat has already started to move by the time James slides in next to him. They’re close, but not too close, their thighs aren’t touching, but their arms are brushing.
Hey, James says.
What took you?
James pulls out four lumps of chocolate.
Max chuckles. You bought from the tourist trap?
James winks and pops one in his mouth, before handing another to Max. I get a good price.
They slide a little closer and whisper a story about football to each other, where they’re out and fantastic and playing for the same team. They fall silent, passing the football field they play at. Max recognizes their classmates before James does, standing up and moving away from James.
Once, when the revolution was only beginning, Max had watched a woman be stoned. She’d covered her head with her arms and wailed her innocence. There had been blood and tears and Max didn’t want that to be him.
James gets out of his seat and tugs Max with him. There’s an enclosed portion on the top floor, a little place to go and warm up. Normally, people don’t go there because it’s harder to see out, but it’s also harder to see in.
It’s close to sunset and no one is this part of the boat with them. James wraps his arm around Max’s waist and their heads press together. They look out through the glass, spritzed with pigeon poop and dried water streaks.
I like this, James says. Let’s just stay here.
Ride the boat up and down for eternity?
Max kisses James neck, then his cheek. The door lurches open. They fumble apart.
In waddles an Arab woman with five kids running around her feet. She mutters something about exhaustion and children.
Max and James claim their original seat, though others have fanned out, shifted for the best view. The American family is in a different spot, and the girl’s eyes flicker to them when they reappear. She nods and smiles, like she knows a secret, and Max turns away.
James tugs the backpack off of Max’s shoulders, tossing Max his jacket and then the potato chips. He shrugs on his coat and leans into Max. The later it gets, the closer they move, until James feeds Max a potato chip and their legs over the side of the boat are linked.
Max turns around, to look at the park on the other side and catches the girl’s eyes. She mouths something at him, a smile on her lips. He grins and twists around to kiss the corner of James’ mouth.
I cannot believe this. I found this completely rude and totally uncalled for. I mean, why?! Is it because of his heritage, the color of his skin? What the fuck makes this so funny and why are so many people reblogging it. I immediately unfollowed this group and here I am. Ranting and raving and hoping someone else sees what’s wrong with this? Seriously. This is just wrong and I shouldn’t be the only who sees it.
Those bullies just made him stronger! This makes me want to cry
His laugh though
They look so much like their mummies in this picture
I saw a news report about this on T.V., she was a straight A Student who had perfect attendance and everything. Everyone loved and respected her for her skills, but when she started this experiment and people thought she was pregnant, they started treating her like garbage. Even her teachers started looking down on her like she was scum of the earth. The only people who knew she was doing this as an experiment were her school principle, her health care teacher and her father. Her own mother thought she was pregnant.
I mean even her friends turned on her, it was horrid. Very very sad, and as soon as she revealed during an assembly that the pregnancy was false, a lot of people were in shock as she brought up all the horrible things they said and did to her because they thought she was pregnant.
The reason for the experiment was to see how people would react and treat her if they thought she was pregnant, as opposed as to treating her as the straight A “Perfect” student they usually did. And it proved that people were horrible scumbags to her as soon as they thought she was.
holy shit. this is fucking awesome
I SHOULDN’T HAVE LAUGHED AS HARD AS I DID
oh mY GOD
^^^ RIGHT I WAS LITERALLY IN TEARS