When group had started, I noticed the he was looking at me most the the time. I'll admit it, I really didn't want to be here before; but there is something about him that mesmerizes me. I exchanged a few glances off an on through out group. His friend Jonah told us about his story about how he lost his eye to cancer and is about to lose the other one. He also told us about how he has a girlfriend named Katie, who loves and supports him.
It was this mystery boys turn to tell us about himself. He said his name was Corbyn, and that he had survived cancer but lost his right leg. We sat through the rest of group, then we both went out to the parking lot. We talked for a while, till my mom drove up. "Is it say yes to the dress time?" I looked at Corbyn and then back at my mom "Actually I have plans with Corbyn Besson today!" he smiles and waves at my mom. "Okay I'll see you at home later then." She drove off as we drove to his house. He asks me about my story, and I told him about it. "Wow that's crazy!" he looks over at me "But my lungs still suck at being lungs, so I have that going for me." he purses his lips "so are you back in school? I look at him "No I graduated and I'm taking classes at UMC." "woah college girl!" he smiles as he pulls into the driveway.
As we walk into his house, he introduces me to his parents and we went down to his room. When I walked downstairs I ran short of breath, so I sat on his couch. He sat beside me and asked me about my hobbies. I told him that I love to do anything artistic, and that I love to take photos. He smiles and asks if I like to read. I looked at him "yeah my favorite book is The Great Gatsby!" He gives me a weird look "really that old book??" "yeah it's amazing, how about we switch books?" he looks at me and smiles "okay only for you." The next day I waited for him to text me, but I got worried so I put it off. I got a call from him later that night, to come help him deal with Jonah.
I arrived at his house and went down to his room. I saw that Jonah had visible tears in his eyes. "It seems like Jonah and Katie are no longer a growing concern." I look at Jonah "I'm so sorry Jo, do you want to talk about it?" he takes his hood off and messes with his hair. "Not really I just need to let everything out.." Corbyn gave him some of his baseball trophies to break and get his anger out. I get a call later from him while I'm laying in bed. "So I may have found F. Scott Fitzgerald's assistant. "oh my goodness no way?!" He reads the email and tells me to check my inbox. I wrote and read it to Corbyn "is it really one a.m.?" "yeah it is!" "I should probably get some sleep." "okay." "okay." "perhaps okay will be our always?" "okay..." then I ended the call and went to sleep.
