chapter 2

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i stood up slowly and saw him. his beautiful face, hair, smile. i was overwhelmed and almost started crying. it was too much to handle right now. he handed me my scratched up journal and started to say something "brendon wait i wanna ta-"
"i gotta go. thanks for helping me" i rushed away scared to look back. tears ran down my face as i started my way to the field. everyday after school i go. no one ever goes there but me. it's just peaceful and i need that right now. thoughts come pouring into my mind  and i don't know what to think.

i'm far enough out of the main part of town and don't care that i'm crying like a baby anymore. when i get to the field it's just me in this big beautiful landscape. i throw my stuff down and take my sweatshirt off because i'm alone. i start writing down some words and suddenly they are making sense. i decide to stop home which is right up the street and grab my guitar and start writing down some notes.

as i strum my guitar strings i think about months and months before when ryan would help me learn. i think i'm pretty good now but it's all because of him. a gust of wind turns my journal closed and makes my hair go in every different direction.

i hear someone walking in the field which never happens. no one is ever here i thought. i turn to see who it is and my heart fell to my stomach. in the most charming am giggly voice i hear " haha nice hair b"

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