Flying High

CHAPTER 9

I walked down the campus with new-found confidence, my dressing style had changed a lot I was wearing some ankle boots some jeans that are not ripped and since it was a cold day I was wearing a light brown rain coat without closing it. I had a shoulder bag and I was trying to find Marry until I remembered that she would spend the summer with George.

It was unbelievable that time had gone by so fast and it was already summer, Dylan had forced me into watching Teen Wolf and I have to admit it was quite good. I got in my car and drove to my house. The traffic was unbelievable and I sighed knowing it would take me more than half an hour.

" Hey sweetheart" my mum said when she saw me but she rolled her eyes when she saw my style and my hair.

" Dylan is in your room he got here a minute or two earlier than you did" She whispered and I nodded going upstairs until I stopped and took off my boots revealing my blue socks I went as quietly as possible so as to scare him.

" Boo" I shouted and he screamed making me laugh.

" Unfair" he said trying to catch his breath.

" I am a month older than you, you know" I said sitting next to him.

" We're the same age" He complained punching my arm.

" I see you're not wearing ripped jeans any more are you planning on cutting those pink ends too?" he asked playing with my hair.

" Maybe" I said looking down and Dylan started dancing.

" Finally you'll look like a normal human being" he said and I groaned.

" do you want to play the drums?" I asked him and  a smirk started forming on his face.

" How about the guitar?" he asked and I shrugged with a smile. He ran to his house and he came back with his guitar.

I started singing say my name and cry me a river by the neighbourhood and Dylan was playing the guitar whilst looking at me. I looked at him and told him to sing but he shook his head we didn't even finished the song because we started laughing since I started tickling him.

" I don't know the song" Dylan defended and I smiled. I carefully took his guitar and started playing but Dylan groaned because I couldn't play at all. After trying to tell me how to put my fingers but I couldn't keep them in place for my life.

" You're unbelievable" he said and he sat behind me and he put his hand on top of mine and helped me, I was a little better but I stopped feeling than my ears would bleed from how terrible I still was.

" What would I do without you?" I sighed and Dylan giggled trying to think.

" It was rhetorical" I laughed until my mum called us to eat lunch.

" So what do you think guys?" my mum asked as we ate.

" There is room for improvement" I said smiling and my mum just looked at me.

" It's really nice Lora" Dylan smiled and my mum nodded at him with a smile.

" See that's what people say when they ask them" my mum said and I laughed. Soon we were finished and Dylan left because he needed to see something.

" I need your help" he texted me and I sighed getting up from my bed, turning off the music and I went to his house. I ringed the bell and half a second after Dylan opened the door and pulled me inside.

" What's going on dork?" I asked folding my arms.

" I need your help, geek" he said and I rolled y eyes

" Who did you kill?" I said full of sarcasm.

" I didn't kill anyone" he said pulling me upstairs.