'BROKEN'
(of a person) having giving up all hope; despairing
TAYLOR was a loner, a nobody, ever since the death of her mother she had been that way. people didn't shut her out, she shut them out.she never let anyone closer to her for the fact of bei...
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WHEN THE FINAL BELL RANG TAYLOR sighed. She had an hour of being in the art room before she would finally leave for home.
Derek who had just came out of his last class caught up and fell into step with her.
"You need help finding the basketball court" she joked. He chuckled and placed an arm around her shoulder.
Many students stared in shock, Taylor ignored them it was easy for her to ignore it. Over the last eight years each time she got a dirty look she found it easier to ignore. To them a popular boy hanging around with someone like her was weird.
"No" he replied" basketball practise was cancelled, coach, well let's just say coach is not reacting well to the cafeterias lunch today"
Taylor scrunched her face up in disgust that was not the image she wanted in er head right at this moment." Be careful my lunch right now is in my throat" she quipped.
The walk to her locker was quiet after that.she placed a few books back in her locker and took the books that she needed for homework out.
"I'm going to the art room, see you tomorrow derek" she said as she slammed her locker closed.
Derek quickly chased after her.
"Wait"
She halted, and turned around.
"Yes"her voice was flat she yearned to be in the art room drawing to her hearts content.
"I just wanted to invite you back by o my house, after your finished in the art room that is" he said his hand placed at the back of his neck, his cheeks was lightly dusted pink.
For the second time that day a smile spread across Taylor's face." Sure but I like to spend an hour in the art class room, you can go or stay if you want"
He placed his hand by his side," I will stay in the art room if you like" she nodded.
Derek felt overjoyed not only had she become his friend that day but she actually wanted to spend time with him, at first he thought she agreed because she wanted him off her back, but now he could see that she actually wanted him around.
They took a seat in the art room and she took out her sketch pad. For the whole hour he sat there an amazed look on his face as he watched her draw. Not once did he get bored.
She looked at piece when she draws and that made him happy. She was surprised that derek had sat through the full hour without complaining. She had expected him to get bord but he had surprised her.
When she closed over her sketchbook derek looked up at her." You ready" he asked. She nodded and quickly packed up her things.
Dereks house was in the woods and he didn't want Peter questioning why he was bringing a girl home while she was there so he decided to take the scenic route and walk through the forest.
