My eyes shot to the right yet every other muscle in my body remained still. Out of the corner of my eye, Roger was shaking. His leg quivered quickly, impatience while waiting to launch his body after hearing the anticipated sound. Eventually his crazy eyes met up with mine, and he gave a subtle nod of assurance. Bang. Continuing for generation after generation, the tortoise versus the hare feud has carried on and remained vigorous. A hatred so fueled, our two families need a town to separate us. The hare family lives on the south-side of town, and we, the tortoises, live on the north side of town. Our houses are marked by towering gates that lead into mansions, almost impossible to miss. The reason for this deep-seated hatred is unclear at this point and still no one questions the morality of the fighting. …show more content…
Ever since then, we have always been the best of friends. Even when pinned against each other at school from peers, we never allowed this feud to break our friendship or get to us. We had each been naive to the fact that our families were the absolute worst of enemies. The idea of having to hide our friendship emerged as a thought in eighth grade. Our mothers saw that we were hanging out at the dance and pulled us to opposite sides of the room. They lectured us about the severity of associating ourselves with “them”. That night was the beginning of our secret meetings. In present time it is the year 3035, and Roger and I finally reached the age of twenty. We had our two monthly meetings right outside my family’s house. The perimeter of my house was an ideal meeting place. Since tortoises have a reputation of being slower, Roger would have a quick and easy getaway in case of any suspicion came around. “Please just trust me! Larry, this idea is full proof!” The air sat still. Little clouds of fog came out with each