Here how’s about a 10 dollar Bill, huh?” Zombozo slid a ten across the counter towards Kevin. I’m here to take you out!” “Real cute kid. Look kid if you’re looking to make a quick buck, how about you take this 5 dollar bill and scram! Last thing I want is more kids in my circus so beat it.” “I’m not here for your stupid money. The little emo kid that needs a bath.” “I am not emo!” “And I’m not a babysitter. “Who- WHAT?!” Zombozo jumped with a honk “Oh, it’s you. That dweeb Tennyson would be sure to see it!’ Kevin thought. ‘Maybe if I bag this clown, I’ll be on the news. There were no employees in sight, probably Zombozo's doing, but there was a security camera. The delinquent found himself in a gas station store watching the clown dig through the register. He’d have to be ‘good’ or at least do something heroic and what’s more heroic than holding up a washed up clown as a hostage? Zombozo wasn’t his target originally, Kevin just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
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His third and final thought was he’d have to earn it somehow. His second idea was asking Tennyson but he didn’t want to deal with Ben’s smugness. His first idea on being touched again was by force but figured that wouldn’t work. Though he’d never admit it aloud, Kevin was definitely thinking of ways to get praised again. It took awhile but he finally came to terms with what he wanted. For days Kevin thought about that interaction. He wouldn’t mind just for a few minutes being praised by Ben. Kevin was truly angry with himself, embarrassed that for a moment he wouldn’t mind letting Ben’s hands comb through his hair again. He hoped his heart was beating from frustration, anger, or any negative emotion that could explain this warm feeling in his chest. ‘TENDER’ he thought again, his face more heated than before. He took both of his hands and shoved them in his hair scratching and pulling at his own head. He leaned further into the tree till he slid down and sat on the forest ground. There was nothing tender or soft about it. Kevin’s hand was rough, dry, and covered with scraps. He pulled his hand out of his hair and stared at his palm.
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Kevin scratched the same spot on his head yet it felt nothing like how Ben did it. Even though he was Bashmouth at the time, he could still feel Ben’s hand glide through his hair. Curiously though, He took one of his own hands and placed it on his head where Ben had last touched him. His dumb, sweaty, clammy hands!” Kevin’s face burned from frustration at the memory of Ben’s hands running through his head. “‘Good boy Kevin Levin’ what a dorky name! I should have bit that clammy hand of his clean off. To think he was so close to tearing Tennyson a new one but the little dweeb threw him off. “Stupid Tennyson.” Kevin said as he leaned against a tree. He huffed and kicked the dirt under his feet. Ben had left him alone yelling in the woods. Kevin found himself alone in the forest once his watch timed out.