Chapter 8: The Pick up line.

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"Hey Terra!" I turned to find Pyra running towards me. 

"What's up?" I said, trying to rub the sleepiness out of my eyes.

"HAPPY FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY!" He said jumping into the air. "That means we're all the same age now."

Pyra had undergone some changes since we were kids. He actually got an apartment and a job. He cleaned up his look so he wasn't wearing torn dirty clothes. Other than that his hair was almost always cut close cropped. The one thing that hasn't changed though, is the effect he has on people.

"Yo wassup guys!" I turned around to see it was Regen.  He had become the exact opposite of Pyra when it came to dressing and living. He always wore torn jeans and shirts because he thought they looked good on him...... he was wrong, THEY MADE HIM LOOK LIKE A SEXY BEAST! Over the years, I guess I've developed a... cr.... cru...... A crush on him. Pyra is seriously against the way Regen dresses and tries to not let it bother him. He once tried speaking with James about it, but James says that clothing and behavior are ways of expressing yourself. He also said that eventually Regen will realize how much it upsets Pyra, and he will be more open to learning what's right or not.

We walked over to Regen, and we both greeted him. He looked at me as if he was puzzled. Then he reached out his hand, "Hi nice to meet you, My name is Regen but most people call me handsome." I looked down at his hand for a second, then stared him down. "You stole that didn't you?" He laughed and nodded.

He looked at Pyra, "Hey bro, you can go ahead to the tower, I need to talk to Terra for a moment." Pyra just nodded and gave a thumbs up before running off. Regen turned towards me and I was having the hardest time reading his facial expression. He leaned against a wall of the alleyway, and wanted me to come over.

I came over and leaned my back against the wall. "What is it Regen?" Then things turned a very different direction than I thought possible. He slipped his fingers between mine, and leaned in close.

"Terra, I love you."

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