I pull up in the school parking lot. I look out my window at Gerard, Mikey, Ray, Bob and Frank, they're getting out of Mikeys truck. They're the little gang in the school.
I look away and get out of my car. I see a boy with pink hair looking like he's going to cry. I walk over to him. He's so cute, his pink hair is so vibrant and his face is so cute. He's perfect.
He looks at me and says "Hello, do you know how to get around here?" "Uh.. Yea," I say, he smiles. "Can you show me around, I don't know where anything is," he says, almost sounding upset. "Of course.. If you don't mind me asking what grade are you in and what's your name?" I say, "Oh, yes, I'm Joshua, call me Josh, in 12th grade.. Do you want to be friends?" He says happier than before, "Hi Joshua, I'm Tyler, call me Ty, Im in 12th grade also.. Sorry I keep talking, so, yes, I would love to be friends," I say quickly.
He smiles. I love it.
