I then sat there for awhile when I saw somebody walking to a bench and taking out a packs of cigeratts. I squint my eyes to see Dave, he then pulled out his lighter and struggled to even click it on. "Dave?" I said getting up and sat next to him on the bench. "What." He said lifeless still struggling with the lighter.
I grab the lighter out of his hands. "Are you okay?" He then hung his head and started yo shake. "....dave?" I asked a little concerned. What's going on? Why is he NOW acting like that? Dave then threw the smoke-death-stick on the floor and bury his face into his hands. He seems.... Trouble with something. "Dave-" "go away" he said interuping me. I then took his arm and came closer and held it. "No."
He then look at me confused, "what-" "shut up....cool kid" he then blushed slightly. "Your such a dork.... You don't even rember me yet...." He then blushed more and open his mouth to speak "No. Shut up." I said he then closed his mouth. I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe.
He doesn't rember..... That idiot.
