Leone glanced up when he heard someone approach. He put on a grin when he saw that Aaron was reading over his shoulder. "Hey Sarge." He greeted the younger teen with his nickname before turning his gaze back to his book. He didn't say much else to the boy, not feeling up to being a complete asshole at the moment. He was too tired for something that petty.
He eventually grew tired of reading, shutting his book and setting it aside. His gaze flicked up and lazily studied the details of the ceiling. Where the hell are you Martin, it's almost go time. The thought drifted through his mind as he shut his eyes and began to fall asleep.
"What are you gonna do once you check out, eh Little Leo? You need a plan." A young Hispanic man sat next to him on one of the walls that were meant to keep idiots away from the railroad tracks. "Once you're eighteen, you get thrown out in the cold. No help, no familia, no nothing. What are you going to do?" Leone glanced down as a train thundered by. "How are you going to survive? You can't take gambles, and you only get your record expunged once, so crime ain't gonna work out to well. Guys like you and me don't do well in jail, considering the fact that neither of us like getting it up the ass and we aren't meatheads. Now, Vin the Cocksicle would do excellent in jail. He loves sticking everything that moves." Martin continued to talk on, using his nicknames and trashing pretty much everyone he could name off the top of his head. Another train blasted by on the closest track, the wind billowing out the two teens' unzipped jackets. "Damn, might as well be parachuting from here." Martin laughed. Leone glanced up, startled, when the other teen lightly punched his shoulder. "Wait a minute! Air Force! That's it bud! You've had your head in the clouds for this long, why not make an honest to god career out of it? If you go Air Force, you learn how to fly without paying for flight school, and you get the government to pay for real school after that! Fucking genius, Leo!"
The pleasant memory came and went as deeper sleep washed over him.