Chapter 8

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I was sitting on the room, enjoying the sunset. It was a lovely Sunday afternoon. I felt happy, for the first time in a long time.

Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me, turning back, I saw Tyler. Why the HELL did he have to ruin my whole day?

Although, he did look genuinely surprised to see me.

"You come here often?" He asked. I was still getting used to him being so nice to me.

"Yeah. You?"

He shrugged, "Sort of, once in a while, when I want to clear my head sometimes."

Tyler wasn't the most good looking person on earth. His brown hair had a slight curl to it, he was quite tan and had soft brown eyes. For some odd reason, I couldn't seem to stop staring.

"What are you staring at?" He asked. I was snapped out of my thoughts. I felt my cheeks heat up and quickly looked away.

He gave a small laugh, "I just realized, you don't talk much."

I shrugged again. Feeling tired, I laid back on the roof, Tyler copied.

"Whats your favourite colour?" He asked.

"Maroon." I replied, "You?"

"Gray."

"Why?"

"Its not dark. Its not light. Its in between. Not good, not bad; like me."

"Thats weird."

"I didn't say it was normal."

I giggled a little. Why was I laughing at his jokes? Something's wrong with me today, I thought.

"Why Maroon?" He asked.

"Cuz. I like it. Its not common and it's simple."

"Loser" he said. But this time it didn't feel as personal, more like teasing.

We stated on the roof for a long time, stupidly enough I didn't want to go. As much as I hated to admit; Tyler was good company.

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"You're back! Finally, do you have any idea what time it is?!" Hailey exclaimed, giving me a bone crushing hug. I rolled my eyes and pushed her away.

I went to my room and pulled out my phone, I had a few texts from Carol but I didn't open them.

I got up an went to the window, I still didn't know who was the person who had waved at me.

Could it have been Tyler?

No.

That couldn't be possible.

Why couldn't I stop thinking about him?

Why did I want the figure to be Tyler.

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