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Chapter 4 : Dylan

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Last night Kanvas and I stayed up all night laughing and watching movies. I'm trying to not tell her too much about my past but, the more I try to hid the more I tell her. When I was 10, I figured out I was a Crazy. I would think about the craziest things. Figure out ways to kill myself and laugh at the way the blood would tickle down my arm after I would cut myself with knifes. I had to take medications but, every once in a while I would go crazy. So, I’m quiet... the medicine makes me sleepy most of the time and other times I can't even force myself out of bed.

But, yesterday I was up all night and day thinking of the perfect way to make sure my day went perfect with Kanvas. She's so happy and giggly. I knew from the second week of school that she liked me. We would exchange at least five glances during class. The way she smiles would drive me crazy and I would hide it behind a blank expression. No one ever acted or tried to give a damn about me so, I was surprised when I figured out she did.

You might say I’m an asshole or douche bag but, I don't know of how I feel about Kanvas. Last night she told me "You have this effect over me...I’m still figuring out if its good or bad but, I hope it’s good" and then she laid her he'd back on my shoulder. This was a habit we had talking and then letting a comfortable silence take over as she laid on my shoulder and I secretly smelled her hair.

I didn't know why she liked me or felt so comfortable around me but, I liked how she confided in me. I felt needed.

After my alarm went off I got up and did the usual. I grabbed a cup of coffee and checked my phone. I decided to send a Good morning text to Kanvas. I smirked as I pushed the home button on my phone.

I waited until 7:30 and grabbed my keys as I threw my book bag over my shoulder. I usually go out the back door so I don't have to deal with questions from my mom about how I slept and if I'm doing okay.

I decided to take the city bus today. I grabbed my $2.25 out of my pocket as I stepped on the first step of the bus and then the second. The driver gave me an odd look as he handed me my slip. I ignored it and went to my usual seat in the back. I put my ear phones in as we drove to school. I watch as other students came on and off the bus.

After 10 minutes we finally arrived at my small school Hearst Hald.

I went and typed in my locker combination 2--33 turn right and open. I watch as kanvasa's friend Azul got her books out her locker she's super pale. Kanvas dark skin and black hair is amazing. Yes I love black girls I mean other girls are fine but, black girls are more experienced.

I watch as Kanvas leans on Azul’s locker and they laugh. Kanvas clutches her jacket in her hand. I can tell it’s her favorite one because, she won't let anyone touch it and she goes all OCD on everyone about germs.

I watch as she walks past me and I see the way her cheeks flare up when her eyes meet mine I nod my head and smirk but, as she walks away I can't help but smile. My graded ego makes it disappear quickly. I close my locker as I start walking to my first hour man....I wonder how long until Kanvas gets over her little crush, imp nothing special.

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I decided to walk to biology early so I could be the first to sit down. I hated passing everyone else in the hall way as they laughed and talked to their friends.

I watched as everyone came in one by one but, I was only really waiting for one person.

I watched as she came in the classroom and sat down. Her hair up in a bun I was going to go sit by her again since her partner Glaze wasn't here today but, then he came in and sat down. I watched as he gripped Kanvas shoulder and squeezed it. She laughed and flashed him a smile. Our teacher Mr. Mills started teaching about cell division.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of Kanvas for the entire class. Glaze was a guy with light complexion he had a grill and hazel eyes. His dad was black and his mom was white. He could Rap but, he wasn't that smart if you ask me. The guy was a senior in a freshman biology class. Well I was a junior but, at least I was trying to pass the class now.

Throughout the whole class Glaze and Kanvas were talking and silently laughing. I was getting annoyed one because, I wasn't the one sitting by her and the second reason was because I was actually trying to pay attention.

Kanvas dropped her pen and was bending down to pick it up. This girl had great boobs. I sound like such perv.

She picked it up and dropped her head back down to finished her notes but, not before she flashed me a smile Laughed and continued to pay attention but, I knew I wasn't going to be able to so I put my head down and went into Hell , aka my mind...

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"Buzz....buzz....buzz" I grabbed my phone as it continued to ring.

It said Kanvas so I picked up.

Convo:

"Hey" I heard her say, she was breathing hard, and she seemed tired.

"Hi..." I responded back as I lay back down on my bed.

"How was school" she asked I could tell she was unsure of how to start this conversation

"I'm actually getting ready to do my homework now...." I was lying but, I didn't know what else to say

"Oh..." it was quiet for a minute before she said "we'll seem like this conversation is going nowhere so we should text...."

"Yeah, alright" I said

"Bye" she said cheerfully but, I hung up since I knew she wasn't going to

I was going to text Kanvas but, I was too tired so I decided to take a nap...

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My heart was beating faster than it should have ... my Brian was once again playing tricks on me. Making me see and hear things that we're never there.

I was going to get up but, I remembered it was winter break so I lay back down and grabbed my phone to text Kanvas.

I laid my head back down on my pillow as I dialed her number. The only thing I needed to do right now was talk to her. She thinks she's the one that's lonely but I’m the one who really needs her....

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