"Hi!" Tim says. I gasp.
"H-hello," I reply.
"Can I sit down?" He asks politely.
"Yeah sure." I say confused.
"Can I ask you a question?" he's says.
"Yeah sure." I reply.
"At the end of the life lesson, why are you crying?" He's says then adds quickly "If you don't mind me asking."
"It's a long story." I answer.
"We have time." he says, as he stares into my eyes. I start to blush, so I quickly begin to tell him my story so he doesn't notice. As I get further and further into my story I realise what I feel for him, I knew it was this!
After I finish Tim says
"I am so sorry, if I'd have know..."
"Its fine I say, now my story's out." I say, adding quickly "You know the scar on Owens eye?"
"Yeah, what about it." Tim says confused. I look down. "OMG WHAT THAT YOU!!!!!" He shout. I look up.
"Yeah." I squeak."In our new lesson tomorrow you'll find out who I really am.
"What do you mean?" He asks quietly.
"I mean, I'm not who you think I am." I say.
"Your a beautiful girl who is sweet and I like... oh did I just say that out loud." he says slowly.
"Aw, I lov-like you too." I stumble.
"What did you say, did you just say you loved me?" He asks. I look down again.
"I suppose" I say quietly.
"I'm glad you said that! Gosh I thought I only like you in that way!" he says excitedly.
"Wait so you.." I say.
"Yep." he replies.
"Omg!" I say excitedly. We both laugh.
"Come with me." he says.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"To introduce you to my friends." he exclaims. He mush have seen the look of fright on my face. "Do they make fun of you?" He adds. I nod. "oh, I'm sorry, trust me, if you let me tell them your story, they'll be nice."
"Okay." I say. He puts out his hand. I place mine on it, get up and we start walking toward them. He tells me funny things about him and we laugh, this is the most I've laughed since I got here.
"OY, TIM!" Tom shouts, "WHAT YOU DOING WITH THE CRY BABY!!". I freeze and tense, refusing to go any further.
"It's ok." Tim says, "I'll sort him out." I smile.
We walk up to the two of them, Toby and Tom.
Tom walks up to me, "OY, you, what do you think your doing with MY brother!" He exclaims. I don't answer, as I am frozen with fear. He pushes me to the floor, "I'll ask again. What are you doing with my brother?". Tim must have seen the anger flushing into my eyes.
"Tom! Stop." he says. I start to hiss and snarl. Tim's face starts to look worried.
"Oh look she's being a dog!" Tom says beginning to laugh. All the power drains from me, I curl up and begin to cry.
Suddenly I hear a yelp, I look up. Tom is covering his face and Tim is looking at his fist. Tom looks up, out of his hands. His mouth is bleeding. He looks very angry. I curl back up worried, when I feel an arm around my shoulder. I look up to see Tim.
"That showed me." Tom said.
They all sit on a bench and I sit o. The floor i front of them.
"Tim said you wanted to tell us something." Toby says.
"Yeah, why I'm always crying after life lesson." I say.
"Oh Isn't it the same as everyone's?" Tom says.
"No." both me and Tim say.
"Oh." Tim says confused.
"Just listen." Tim says, I smile.
I tell them my story
"Oh wow, I'm soooo sorry for laughing at you and calling you names! I didn't know." Tom says, disappointed with himself. It appears I have friends now.
The bell goes. We all get up to leave but Tim stops me. He hugs me.
"Will you go out with me?" He says.
"I thought you'd never ask!" I reply. we laugh. Next lesson, battle training, with HIM.
