Chapter 3: Later On

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That afternoon, after I got home I threw myself onto the bed. After a few minutes of laying there face down on my pillow, the phone started to ring. I rolled off my bed and walked over to my desk. I picked up my phone and looked at the caller ID. It was Ashley. "hey", I said after hitting the green icon. "hey i'm outside your window on the roof unlock it", she said. Ashley often liked to go through the window. I have no idea why on earth anyone would want to climb the side of my house to get into my window on the second floor, but whatever. I don't judge. I unlocked the window and she climbed in. " Hey so may I ask once more? whats with you and always wanting to come through the window?",I asked sarcastically. " well I don't quite know myself, just that it's fun to climb the side of your house!",she said with a smile that could make someones day.  "Okay then, whats up?",I questioned. "well you see, that guy you like, Dylan. He is throwing a party tonight and this could be your chance to talk to him. It also gives me a chance to hang out with his bestfriend, Tyler!", she said in the most excited voice I have ever heard. "Okay i'll go but you have to get me something to wear first." As soon as I said that she was making a B-line straight to my closet. She pulled out a strappy skater dress with sunflowers on it, a brown sweater,  brown ankle high boots and a necklace with a golden wolf howling at the moon on it. She curled my long brown hair with carmel highlights then braided some back. After we were both ready we headed down to my jeep. Once we made it to Dylan's house I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. I had no idea how I knew but, I knew something bad was going to happen tonight.

After we headed inside and both got a drink we bumped into Dylan and Tyler. Dylan was tall and thin with gourgous golden drown eyes and dark brown hair. Tyler was a little shorter than Dylan with shaggy brown hair and deep brown eyes. Unlike Dylan who was quite pale, Tyler was tan and had darker skin. "Hey...umm do you want to go for a walk with me?", Dylan said with a nervous smile and hot red cheeks. 'Was he really nervous about talking to me?', I thought as we walked to the glass french doors that lead out side. "So did you want to say something or talk about something?", I said when we finally made it outside. "Umm...y-yeah I did but, I'm not so sure you will believe me when I tell you this." When he said this I just stared straight ahead deep in thought on what he could possibly want to tell me that I wouldn't believe. He waved a hand in front of my face snapping me out of my thoughts an back to reality. "Are you okay? You look kinda out of it.", he asks. You can hear the concern clear in his voice. "Hah, Ashley said the same thing this morning. And ya I'm fine I was just thinking...so what is this thing you want to tell me that I won't believe?",I say forcing a smile. "Well I am kinda failing, and everyone expects me to be the one that  is the smartest and makes straight A's, but I'm struggling and, I know that you are like the smartest person in school so, I want to know if you would come by tomorrow afternoon and we can get something to eat and study." I stood there for a second trying to take all of that in. It was almost like he said it in one breath. I could tell he really wanted my help. "Sure. What time do you want me over? I could come over after school if that's okay." As I said that his eyes lit up and he sighed with relief.

As we walked further into the woods we continued to talk about random things ranging from Ashley and Tyler both liking each other to why unicorns don't exist and that they should. After a while we walked in silence enjoying the views and sounds of nature. I thought to myself ' wow I did always think Dylan was really smart but it doesn't surpise me much that he is failing. I was hoping he would tell me something exciting and breath talking. Something that would make me gasp for breath I was so shocked...but nope he just wants help studying. Maybe he will start to like me or something, or maybe he already does!'

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