A/N: Sorry for the loooooong wait guys:( School has started and we didn't have time to write the new chap. But it's finally here ;) Hope you guys enjoy it :):)
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Chapter 3: "Just My Luck"
Tyler. Tyler Moore. That was the name of that mysterious guy. It had been 2 days since I saw him come out of the counsellors' room and boy has he gotten popular. So basically everyone and I mean everyone in the rehab centre knew him. Why you may ask? Well, rumours were the reason he became the "most-talked about person". It wasn't just any rumour. Not a rumour which you hear in high schools where the bad boy breaks up with the popular girl but a rumour which would make you want to stay away from him. Tyler Moore had killed someone. Yes, believe it or not, that was the rumour going around the whole rehab centre. For the past two days, everywhere I walked, I could hear people whispering, "Omgosh! Tyler Moore killed someone." "He's a murderer." "Stay away from Tyler Moore." Everywhere I went and I literally meant everywhere. I couldn't even go to the girls' toilet without hearing girls whispering about him.
However, Tyler Moore was not just any ordinary guy. He wasn't like a bad boy or anything. He was more of a mysterious guy. He didnt have any friends and treated everyone coldly, not letting anyone in. I could see that he had built a wall around himself. A wall so high that no one was willing to risk themselves to try to climb over it. He wasnt those kind of boys who wore leather jackets or leather pants instead, he always wears hoodies. And when I say always I mean always. How do I know you ask? You see, he's in my art class and well, here comes the exciting part, he sits RIGHT NEXT TO ME. You hear that? Tyler Moore is in my art class! Never in a million years would I actually think that Tyler is an artistic person but apparently he is and never in a BILLION years would i think that I would end up sitting beside the one and only Tyler Moore. And here's even more unlucky news: I have to work together with Tyler on a art project. How unlucky could I get man.
"Hey!" someone had poked me on my cheeks.
Sighing, I snapped out of my train of thoughts and looked up to find Tyler Moore staring at me with an amused expression. However that amused expression had only lasted for a second before his face became expressionless again. I groaned inwardly. This is gonna be harder than I thought.
"So..we have 5 minutes left before class ends. What do you wanna do for the art project? Abstract art?" I asked Tyler, while doodling over my notebook.
Instead of responding, he started packing up his stuff. As if on cue, the bell rang, signalling the end of art lesson. Without even giving me an answer, Tyler picked up his bag and left.
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A/N: Sorry for the really long wait guys but anyways HERE'S THE LONG AWAITED CHAPTER!!!:)))) Rachel will be doing the next chapter so please do vote and comment. Thanks:) hope you enjoy this chapter:))))
-MichelleXOXO:D
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