Call the Deer by Her First Name

7:23am|monday

"Take a seat newbie" the mystery hot guy points to the bench. 'Stop Brooke you are not gonna fall for the first guy you see!' I sit anyway and look at him, taking in as many details as I can. Most of his tattoos are quotes, some are doodles. He has on black jeans and a band tee shirt 'God I am falling'
"That's beautiful" I point to the book, which he closed once he noticed me
"So are you-I-I mean your shirt" he said (sure ya did, real smooth) the reason I believe this is because my shirt shirt is from Walderstown and no one knows that Walderstown is in the county Westmeath is Ireland and hosts an annual motorcycle cycle street race that my uncle (who I never see aside from when he pays for me to go to Walderstown) goes to see every year.
"Really, I love Ireland" he says seeing my confusion, I look down at my shirt 'it doesn't say Ireland' I thought.
"Thanks, I'm a big fan of  ACDC" I smile and gesture to his shirt. He smiles, impressed.
"My name is Eden"
"Brooke" I smile
"So what are you in for?" He asks
"In where?" I question
"Renold's School for the Disadvantaged" he says in a fake posh voice used, for what I assumed, was mockery of the school.
"Orphaned" I nod slowly not ashamed, but also not advertising "you?"
"I'm an emancipated minor" he responds with a hit of pride.
"A free man" I say with a hit of respect.
"Hardly" he mumbles "there is a party, tonight. At the marquee, if your interested in joining us we would love to have you." He sees the confusion on my face. "As a friend" he clarified. A smile spread across my face.
"Sounds cool" I smile.
"See you then" Than Eden got up and walked away. I sighed a little (God he was gorgeous) and looked were he was sitting.
"You forgot your book!" I yell after him, he was only a couple yards away and put his hand up as if to wave goodbye. I opened it and automatically regretted. 'Shit' I mouthed as I came face to sketch with a face I never thought I would see again. My crazy ass mother.