"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

The Little Of Oz Series

/"I didn't think you were gonna make it, Isaac,/" Micah Fisher said with a massive, lopsided grin as his body swayed, fighting against gravity to stay vertical. Behind him, a house stood; chaos engulfed it. Music blasted out, shattering the quietness of the neighbourhood and lights blared. Even from the garden gate, I could feel the heavy bass of the music.

Cars swamped the curb, and bright lights flickered from the windows as teenagers staggered through the garden. It looked a half-hour away from the police being called.

/"Wouldn't miss it,/" I said, forcing a smile. This was my kind of scene. Half naked girls stumbling out of the doorway, puking up a lung before diving back into the chaos pit for round two. This was the kind of shit my life was made up of; tonight, my heart just wasn't in it.

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