~11 years ago~
"I want that toy!"
"Thats my toy!"
"But I want it! Dylie share!"
"Tay-Tay its my toy. I am playing with it you can play after." I know thats wierd for a five year old to say, but Dylie was always like that.
"But Dyyyyyyyyyylllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee" I whine. I know he will give it to me if I do.
"No, Tay-Tay thats not going to work this time." I pout.
"Fine Tay-Tay you can play with the toy!"
"Yay Dylie I love you!" I took the toy car. I played for about two minutes
"Dylie can I ask you something?"
"What now Tay-Tay?"
"Do you love me?"
"Yes, Tay-Tay why do you need to ask that?"
"Will you love me forever?"
"I will. Forever and Ever and Ever."
~Presant~
"Time for school Tay!" My mom screams down at me. I stiffle a sigh as I climb up the stairs. Another day with my 'friends' and soone-to-be-ex-boyfriend. I dont ever remember having a real friend. My mom say I had one, Dylan, before it happened.
I grab an apple before I leave. Its manly for my mothers satisfation. I take a bite and see that she has bought my favorite kind, Honey Crisp.
I dont kiss her on her check to say good bye like a normal person, but lets just say I've never been normal, not that I remember anyway.
I get in my little-yellow-beatup-barely-runnning-confertable volswagan. I take my hair out of the pony tail for my drive. I know that its unmanagable down but lets face it dont care.
My head hurts, but I am used to it. I rub the little spot that was hit. I bite my lip so I dont scream when I acedently push to hard on my vulnerable spot.
I pull in to the school parking lot and grab my bag when I get out of the car. I run in to the school so I am not late. To my disbelief I make it into homeroom on time.
"Dylan, man your in the freaks seat." Some guy shouts to the guy sitting in my seat.
"I'm sorry," He turns to face me, "Tay-Tay?"
Tay-Tay I dont remember anyone calling me that.
"Its me Dylie! I've missed you so much!" He gets up and hugs me.
I shake my head and shrugg.
"You don't remember? We were best friends till we were ten, when I moved." I shake my head. He looks as if he is going to cry.
"I'm sorry to be in your way." He gets up and moves to another seat. I feel bad. Mom did say I had a friend named Dylan.
I hear someone tell him that I am the freak that doesn't talk. He looks at me in concern. I blush and look away. I hear anyother person give him the phone number my mom bought for my safety and tell him to text-harrass me. When I turn back around the guy is on the floor.
"I dont want any of you to harrass her again." He walks out of the room and to the principals office.
I am embarrassed. I hid my face in a book. I don't even remember this guy and he punches someone in the face for me. Sweet but wierd.
The bell rings and I go to my next class. The teacher called roll call. He is going to be in my class. The wouldnt suspend him on his first day would they?
I try to consintrate on my calculus but my mind kept drifting towards Dylie. He must of really cared about me. How could I have forgoten him?
Half-way through class he walked in. The teacher looked at his note and decided that she was going to have to watch him. So she put him in the front. Next to me.
"Hello Tay-Tay!" He wrote on a piece of paper. I read it and gave it back to him.
"When they say you dont tal they mean you cut of all communacation with people." I nod my head.
"Why?" I just passed it back to him. "So your not going to tell me?" I nod.
"Do you really not remember me?" I nod. :'(
"Did you get amnesia?" I wasnt sure why but I nod.
"Did something happen to make you lose your memery, and make you not talk?" I thought about telling him for a minute. Should I ? Eventually I nod.
He didn't have time to repley before the bell rang.
