When I got home I went straight to my room. Walking to my night stand I opened the drawer to get a pencil and my notebook. Lying on my bed I started to draw someone. Sketching out each detail. I starred into the eyes of the sketch only to notice that it was Kye. God I thought that's weird. I blushed thinking about the incident at lunch. Slowly I fell asleep. When I awoke agin I was hugging the picture. Okay now I was scaring myself. I put it down reluctantly. Is it weird that I just met him yet I feel safe around him and comfortable? I mean he is my friend right that's how friends are, cool with each other and safe. Oh well I can totally brush this feeling off it's nothing! I rolled over in my bed and saw the clock saying 2:30am. Now how will I get back to sleep! After what seemed like forever of rolling I decided to climb onto the roof. Slowly and noiselessly I propped myself out side. The roof just out my window was a small flat spot where I always lay. The cold damp air surrounded me feeling like nice icy needles taping at my skin. I starred out over my roof at the glistening crescent moon, it's so perfect I said aloud. But just then I heard a loud yell, sitting up I looked around to see Kye running down the street being chased by four guys. Carefully I slid down the terrace hit the ground and ran at the guys leaning down to grab a big rock, throwing it at the first guy as hard as I could. I hit one in right square in the back of the neck making him stop dead in his tracks. Turning they saw me and took off towards me. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Oh god they chased me down the street till I fell hard to the asphalt. They all kept running getting closer and closer till they were standing over head. I felt him lift me up by my shirt I could see his fist clench and could taste the sweat that was rolling down my face. I felt the impact of the first hit and braced myself for the next. Soon i felt the ground under my feet. Opening my eyes Kye was red with rage the other three guys were gone and he had the forth by the throat as he screamed don't you ever touch her again. Slowly I got to my feet it wast sweat I tasted it was blood. I spit and reached for Kye's shoulder before he could pound his fists into the guys face. Kye slowly turned to face me and said are you ok?, but instead of answering I told him to let the guy go. And almost instantly he did.

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Helpless little me
Teen FictionWondering when the day will come that I'm free I'm 18 and still live with my mom. God I'm a loser, well more of a middle kid not popular but not a outcast. People know my face not my name. Three words that will change my life... I met kye