Him~ a Tyler Galpin story

Crazy

I enter the school, few people spare me a look, and as I continue in it hits me, if I dies no one besides Tyler and Valerie would know or rember.... which is very depressing seeing as only two people would know I'm dead....
I sigh and head to class, I enter and sit down. I pay no attention to the class and think about what Whisper said about Tyler...
I am abruptly slammed into as I leave the class, and turn to- well I'm not sure of what I really was going to do but anywho- I turn and see a slightly familiar face.
"What, got a problem freak?" The boy asks before turning to his freinds.
I glare at the boys.
"No but I see you do."
He turns back around to look at me, his eyes darkening.
"What did you just say you-" I roll my eyes and wave my hand and the shadows cover me as I head for some food in my dorm.
I hear him shouting stuff behind me but for all I care-which i dont- I keep walking.
When I flop onto my bed, after putting some mac n cheese in the microwave, I feel a slight breeze caress my skin. I turn and look and see my bedroom window is open.
Curious, I think, I don't remember leaving my window open....
I stand up and go to close it, but as I go to a shadow catches my eye, a shadow dances of the grass, a person hiding behind the tree. I slam the window closed, hoping they get the message and move to get my Mac n cheese. I grab a spork- yes a spork- and eat.
I throw away the container and everything then head for the bathroom, figuring i haven't taken a bath in a while.
I strip down and pull on my lavender silk bathrobe and head to the bathroom.
I turn on the water in the huge rub and sit on the edge as I watch it fill up. I am lost inside my own thoughts till there is a knock on the door. I sigh and turn off the water and go to the door, and open it with a maybe more dramatic then needed sigh.
Whom I see standing there isn't who I expected to see.
Its him.
The guy from earlier.
"What?" I ask, drawing his eyes away from my bathrobe and too my face.
"I- uh. God this was so stupid but, I want too apologize for what I said earlier." He says awkwardly,  scratching his neck.
"Oh, well.... apology accepted I guess?" I say softly, unsure of what to do. All that I can think of is, who is he?! Why does he remeber me?!
"I kinda feel like I know you, ya know? Like, these things keeps running through my head, memories I dont rember but feel like de ja vu ."
"Oh.... I-im sorry but I don't rember you..." I say softly.
"Oh, uh that's fine, I get that alot. I-uh I'm gonna go now." As he turns to leave for some reason I reach out and touch his arm, and he turns around too look at me.
"I have that problem too... you want to come in and maybe we can figure this out?" I ask unsure.
"Oh, sure."
I open the door a bit wider, to allow him in. Its only then that I realize that my room is a bit of a mess. I feel my checks heat up, and I quickly go and kick some clothes under my bed, and move my journal and stuff off the chairs.
"Sorry, I don't usually clean alot." I say, "but feel free to take a seat." I finish moving the stuff and take a seat on my bed, facing him where he sits in the chair.
"So, uh.... do people like talk to you one day the forget about you?" I ask him, looking at the slight crinkle in his brow as he chooses how to answer my question.
"Well yes, actually.  Is it the same with you?" He asks looking hopeful.
"Kind of yes but I have found some people who... rember me I guess you could say. Though I don't quite understand why I would forget you as I am usually the one forgotten." I say. He nods and glance about my room.
"Those drawings, did you make them?" He asks pointing to some drawings I have on my wall.
"Ah yea. It's kind of a past time for me."
He stands and goes over and looks at them. I cant help but feel a bit invaded as he does.
"They are beautiful. I feel as if they are living things. The depth you've added to this boys eyes makes it feel as if you are seeing him in real life." He let's the drawing slide from his grasp and turns to look at me. It is then that I realize I should respond.
"Oh- um thank you. Nosy people don't really look at my drawings that close."
"Oh well-" just as he is going to finish what he was saying, a long shadow falls across my door and I look to see ekros standing there looking at the new boy with a hint of remberanxe in his eyes.
"Whats he doing here?"  Ekkie asks.