psychopath assignment

four: unknown number

"So Mum? Can I go now?" I ask.

She scrutinizes me them gives a small nod. I rush out the door, glad to be out of the house, then slowly walk towards the car.

So Theo think I'm his friend? I guess that's good.

Who am I kidding? It's an awesome feeling.

He said he has many acquaintances but not many friends. If I could guess who his friends are, they would be Jake, Gray and Nick.

Whenever I see Theo at lunch or grouped up with someone it's them.

One thing I've noticed is that he never talks about any girls and I've never really seen him with any before. Which is a bit hard to believe since he is pretty good looking. I would be lying if I said otherwise.

What if he's gay? Can I ask him that? Or would it be too intrusive?

I pull up at the park we've planned to meet up at and grab my notebook for the information.

There's not many people around, except for a dog walker or two.

I notice the swings and see someone swinging wildly on it, as if there was bee trying to sting the poor guy.

I chuckle as I near him, "hey there," I greet.

He yelps and falls on the dirt with a thump.

I must've scared him.

"Hello," he says happily, "are you ready?"

"Give me a hand?" he asks cheekily from where he was sitting on the ground with an arm outstretched, looking like a four year old.

I grab his hand and pull him up.

"So now that that's done and dusted," he grins widely as he dusts himself off, "pun intended, what do you think we should do for our project? A slideshow? Poster?"

"No poster, too simple," I say, seating myself on the baby swing. Uncomfortably, I might add. "A video?"

"Yes, good idea," he agrees.

I notice he hasn't brought a book. "No book?"

"All up here," he grins, tapping his head, "might wanna write that down 'photographic memory and awesome hearing skills.'"

I write it down.

"Let's go and sit on the see saw, you don't look the most comfortable there," he smiles noticing my discomfort, he helps me up.

"Why don't we play a game," he suggests, seating himself on one side of the see saw.

"Sure, what game?" I ask.

"Well, I ask a question and then you ask a question," he says.

"Okay," I agree, "you go first."

"What's your favourite colour?"

"Purple, yours?"

"Blue, birthdate?"

"25th of October, 1999, yours?"

"18th of August, 1999, favourite animal?"

"Penguin, you?"

"Panda, any siblings?"

"One sister, you?"

"Only child," he grins, "okay now you think up the questions," he says.

"Any allergies?"

"No, you?"

"Hay fever, umm, favourite soft drink?"

"Uh, coke, you?"