Not Good Enough (On Hold)

1) Deeks & Dylan

I first met Andrew Deeks when I was in Year 4.

He had stolen the Lego which I was going to use to create a spaceship, and was instead making some crappy farm for my twin sister, Sammy.

Sammy and I rarely got along anymore, so it was safe to say I was quite a pissed off 8 year old when I found out.

I remember walking up to him and just punching him in the jaw, for stealing my Lego pieces.

Deeks, being the small scrawny kid back then, ran off to the teacher crying about how I had "hurted" him real bad.

I wasn't allowed out for break...

But Deeks being Deeks, took pity on me and sat with me the whole time.

"I'm sorry I took your Lego Hayden, but Sammy wanted a farm, and I really like Sammy. So if I built Sammy a farm then Sammy would like me."

Back then Deeks had some fucked up logic... still does.

Sammy was and still is a bitch with a heart of stone. Who cares if she's my twin?

Deeks never stood a chance against her. A lesson he learnt long ago, when he had his little heart crushed at 8 years old, by my ice queen of a sister. Poor bairn...

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Dylan Wonder was the first person, who wasn't from my primary school, who I talked to in Form.

By now Andrew and I were good friends, and knew about each other's shitty lives at home.

We weren't really expecting to become friends with Dylan, seeing as it had been me and Deeks through the later years of primary, but Dylan was cool.

He had come in late on the first day of Year 7, claiming his mum had held him up because she wanted photos for the family album. It wasn't until Year 8 that Deeks found out that this was a lie... Dylan had slept in.

A fairly tall boy with golden blond hair opened the door of our form room and sauntered in.

"A'reet sir!" he chimed sticking his thumbs up at our form teacher.

"Sorry I'm late. Me mam kept me in 'til she got some decent shots for the album. I told her I'd end up late but she didn't listen... as long as she got some memories of today she was happy."

He stood in front of the teacher's desk waiting to be assigned a seat in the room.

"I'm guessing you're Dylan?" asked Mr Henderson. He was quite a tall, skinny man with thick, black rimmed glasses, which made him look quite camp. He also sounded camp.

"Aye sir!" replied Dylan.

"Well Dylan, you're going to be sat with Hayden and Andrew for the rest of the year, so it'd be a good idea if you went to your seat and started on the team building exercises, whilst I mark you in."

Our team building exercises consisted of us learning three interesting facts about our table members, tell the rest of the class what we had learnt, and then play board games for the rest of the 50 minute period.

Deeks and I were best mates, so we didn't bother with finding out anything about each other. We just told the rest of the class straight away. However, we did learn that Dylan had the nickname 'Wonder Boy' from primary, he got into a lot fights in primary, and that he knew one of our classmate's little sister.

Deeks and I told Dylan a little bit about ourselves, and the three of us instantly connected. I don't mean to sound sappy, but we did. Dylan was hilarious and we could tell he would be the class clown.

He didn't go to our primary, though I wish he had...It would have been me, Deeks and Dylan right from the very start.

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Parts of the speech will be of the Geordie dialect, therefore could be hard to understand for readers who aren't from Newcastle. I'm sorry if it's hard to understand, but I'm not changing it, as it makes my characters more real to me.

Also I don't have anything against gays, when I said Mr Henderson sounded camp. It was to give a mental image of him. I kinda imagine him as Tyler Oakley, but a slightly older version :D Picture of Tyler Oakley to the side :)

~Talia~