Spilled Ink [Discontinued]

4 - Sky boy

Xander sighed and sat down next to a dark girl, slamming his head down on the table. "I give up. I give up!" He mumbled through his sleeve. "Again?" She asked. He just sighed sadly. "I'm just tired of it. Everyone always with the flirting, and trying to get me to do things I don't want to. I just want a normal roommate that just wants to be my friend." He said. She continued to look through the dorm papers and assign them. "Tati is it possible to just NOT give me a roommate?" He asked. "Z you know I can't do that. It's against the rules. You would have to pay for an apartment or something." Xander groaned. "Then just please at least find a cute one." He said. Tia laughed. "Alright I will please your gay ass." She said, making him laugh. Tatiya flipped over a paper for dorm registration and a name caught her eye.

Jonathan Lark

Tatiya smirked. I think he'll like this one.

I headed back towards my dorm after studying at the library for a bit. When I turned down the hallway I saw a certain curly haired boy at my dorm struggling to either break in or unlock the door. "You need help there?" I called out. His head shot around and he dropped the keys. I must've scared the poor guy. He started at me for a good long moment the he realized he dropped his keys. He bent down to pick them up, but dropped the box he was carrying in the process. I felt bad for scaring him so I went to help him pick it up. "I'll take the way you dropped that as a yes." I laughed at his klutzy nature and kneeled down and grabbed a book. He dropped to the ground and waved his arms around "No i-it's ok I can get it m-myself!" He exclaimed as he frantically picked up items and threw them in the box. "Dont worry about it, I got your back." I start picking up books and stuff like that. He must really like books, it seems like he has more books than clothes. But then, Something catches my eye. I pick up a book and my heart skips a beat. "Sky boy?" I ask. I immediately think of my mother. I haven't seen this book in years... "Yea sorry, I-Im a really big nerd if you couldnt already tell... heh." It was cute that he was nervous. "I remember reading this when I was younger." I skimmed the pages until I found the words that my mother used to say to me all the time. ""I want to go home, I want to swim in the sky and sleep in the stars, just let go for a while."" I quoted. ""Let the night sky take me away in its inky arms and smother me in its dark arts. Let me forget about the past and the concept of time. Keep me for eternity so I can forget about the past that I am stuck in."" I looked up at the boy in shock. "You remember it?" I asked. He nodded, putting another book in the box. "I've been reading it since I was 7. A friend introduced me to it and I fell in love with it." He explained. I helped him pick up the remainder of his books and thought for a while. I gave my friend a Sky boy book a long time ago... could it be? I took his key and tried to open the door, but he was given the wrong key. I wonder if Tati did this on purpose. "You were given the wrong key." I laughed and opened the door with my own key. He looked at me in shock and went inside. "Welcome to dorm 176!" I said. "Wait this is your dorm?" Oh I guess he didnt realize that I'm his roommate. This will be fun. "Indeed it is." He blushed deeply, but I guess he didnt notice it. He's defenatley gay. Nobody would respond like that if they were straight. I smirked. I didnt really want another person to potentially fall for me... but this one's cute. Plus, I dont know if he will. This year is gonna be fun. "Oh you must be the new kid!" I exclaimed. "I guess I am." He he rubbed his arm nervously. "S-sorry but I didnt catch your name." He avoided my eyes. "I didnt throw it." I joked. "I'm Xander. Xander Hamill. You can call me Z if you want." Something in his expression changed. Almost as if he was trying to remember a long lost memory. "I- Uh- Im Jonathan Laurens." I recognized his name. "Jack?" He paused and stared at me. "Im sorry?"  "Oh, uh- Do you happen to have any relation to the Senator of South Carolina, George Lark?" I asked. "Unfortuanatley yes." He confirmed. My mind was racing. I knew someone from a long time ago who was the child of a senator. Could it be? After this long... could I have found him again? "Wow, so you must have a rich family!" I exclaimed. He looked down like he was trying to avoid the topic. "Let's just say my dad doesn't want anything to do with me." He laughed a bit, but it was a nervous, almost sad laugh.

He went to put up some stuff in his room and I went to go change my shirt into something more comfortable. He knocked on my door a little bit later. "Hey Z?" I answered it. As soon as he opened the door, his face turned red. It looked like he had lost his train of thought. "Uh-Uhh-" time for a little fun. "What never seen a shirtless guy before?" His face went more red. I didnt know that was even possible. "Would y-you like to go out with me and my friends?" He asked nervously. "Sure if it's ok with them." I shrugged. "Okay... a-and please get a shirt on." He closed my door. I chuckled lightly at myself. Damn he's so cute. I'm screwed with this boy

I was introduced to his friends. Both were dark and pretty tall. The French one introduced himself as Leonard, and the other one was Haydi Mullard. When we got back I looked up at the sky. It was filled with stars. I found a picnic bench and sat on the table.

Something is different about him. Usually when I meet people they seem to just gush all over me. But with John... it was different. Everyone has a story. Usually I can see when people are depressed, or if something is wrong. But Jonathan is like a wall. You can see the wall, but you dont know what's behind it. I can tell his story isn't one to be shared. I stared at the sky, just lost in my thoughts. I met a boy 13 years ago. I gave him a book called "Sky Boy." He was the son of a Senator. Today I met a boy. His friend Gave him a book called "Sky boy." He is the son of the Senator of South Carolina. This cant br some sick and twisted coincidence. After 11 years... Have I found him?

I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "What are you doing out here?" He asked. I smiled when I saw it was just John. "Sometimes I just need forget for a while." I whispered. "The stars are beautiful tonight. The view from New York is completley different than from where I'm from." I scooted over so he could sit next to me.

"Back home when I was little, me and my mother used to climb up on the roof of our house every night to look at the stars. We lived near the water, so when it got dark and the stars reflected across the warer, you couldn't tell the difference between the ocean and the sky. It went on and on forever. It was almost like I was floating, nothing holding me down. Just floating. Me and my mom used to try and count the stars and make out the constellations." I laughed lightly at the memory. Just thinking of my mom brought tears to my eyes. "Whenever I look at the stars, it takes me away to a place where nothing can hurt me, nothing can find me. It takes away the pain. It just lets me forget the world for a little while." Tears filled my eyes, but I didnt let them fall. "I take it you don't have a good past?" He asked. I hugged my knees and shook my head. "I don't like to talk about it..." I mumbled quietly. "When I turned 9, my mom bought me a book. That book was called Sky boy. She would always call me-" he put his hand on my back as I continued to remember my past. Bringing up my past is like sweeping dust behind the couch. You know its there, but dont really acknowledge it, but when you finally sweep behind there, you dont realize how much dust there actually is. Funny comparison right? But it really is true. "She would always call me her... her little Sky boy. Now when I look up at the stars, I can almost see her smiling back at me. She's watching over me from the stars. She's finally where she belongs..." A tear rolled down my cheek, but I wiped it away. "I'm so sorry Z..." he rubbed my back soothingly. It felt nice to actually have someone that actually cares about me and doesn't just use me for my looks. All those people who call themselves my "friends" just want me because they want a hot and popular friend to show off. Subconsciously I layed my hand on top of his, causing him to blush deeply. "Well, in New York you can be a different man." I gave a weak smile and looked back up at the sky. Something about this is almost like déjà vu. Like it's all happened before.

We went back inside after a little longer. Something crossed my mind. "Hey Jon?" I called as he was roaming around the dorm. "Yea?" He popped his head in through the doorway. "Could I borrow you Sky boy book for a sec?" I asked. He nodded, and dissapeared into his room. He returned moments later with a blue book in his hand. He handed it back to me and went into his room. "Just return it when your done." He gave a small smile. I smiled back. I flipped to the front of the book and scanned the inside cover. My heart stopped when I saw it. It cant be...

On the inside cover there was a small marking in the bottom right corner. I almost missed it because it blended into the page. There were Two small initials that I would never mistake.

A.H.