Real Side of the Story

Chapter 1

"I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and that it is best to disregard their talk and judge only their actions." - Dorothy Day

Dylan's POV

The way he moved through the people you would think he was a ghost. It would seem as if he just passed through everyone. He was known by many, and taken by none. If I had looked at him at any other moment in time, I would have seen him differently, we would have never had the chance to know each other. 

He came up behind his brother with glowing eyes and the biggest smile. Knowing what I now know, he was looking forward to seeing and meeting me, therefore the biggest smile on his face appeared. I was sidetracked by his beauty, his kiddish ways, and his personality. 

I spent the whole day smiling with him, laughing with him, and getting to know him. Was it wrong for me to like him this much? Was it wrong for me to love his smile? Was it wrong for me to know I already had fallen in love with him?

I hadn't fallen in love with him because of the way he looked, or the way he talked, or even the way he did things. Those were all just an extra bonus to add on to the things I loved about him. I fell in love with him because of his personality, he was so sweet and so humorous. He was everything anyone would want.

Everyone I knew said he was too much trouble, and too hard to change. I wanted to give him a chance. For all I knew everybody was wrong, and I know now they all were completely wrong. He was someone I could see myself with for a long period of time, and I'm only 13 so why not give him a chance and see where it goes. If we don't work, well like I said I'm only 13 so I have plenty of time to find someone else, someone better.