Untitled Fiction - The Protest Part III

As Ayla and Ezekial made their way towards the Washington Monument, the sidewalk became more dense with people. They were surrounded by all kinds of people. Some were teenagers like themselves, but others was older dressed like their parents. Ezekial even thought he saw the mother of one of his classmates from school across the parkway. He carefully steered Ayla in the opposite direction. There was no way he wanted this to get back to his parents.

Walking on, Ezekial began to see the immensity of this protest. People talked among themselves as they crowded together along sidewalks and park benches. Some held signs high over their heads. The smell of pot wafted through the air and Ezekial had to be careful not to bump into people who floated by as in a daze. This was nothing like what Ezekial thought the protest would be like. For a moment, Ezekial felt a tightness across his chest and noticed that steadying his breathing took a deliberate effort. Unconsciously, he grabbed Ayla's hand and tried to walk faster to an area of grass that was still surprisingly open. Ayla didn't seem to mind holding hands and Ezekia found that reassuring. Suddenly, Ayla dropped Ezekial's hand and started waving. "There's my friends," said Ayla. Ayla grabbed Ezekial's arm and pulled him towards a group of teens holding signs.

"Get out now!" yelled one of the girls. She looked a bit like Ayla but the rage in her voice could be seen in the wrenching expression across her face. For moment Ezekial thought she was talking to him. Then he realized that she was shouting as part of the protest. He hadn't thought to bring any signs. She seemed to be really into the protest. Then just as quickly, her face relaxed. "You have to yell once in a while. Otherwise, people don't think you are serious about demo-ing." The rest of the group didn't seem that concerned about demonstrating though. Three others sat under a tree and a fourth person lay flat on his back completely focused on smoking. One of the people sitting strummed a guitar but Ezekial didn't recognize what he was playing.