Lloyd POV
It's been happening all my life, ever since I was little. The twitch. Any time I go in to panic. It starts in my left eye and then trails down to my hands than feet. My friends, always know what to do, take out my headphones and play some music. It always help, don't know why but it dose. But when I'm alone, I just have to sit there because I can't move my body. This is how I met him. A boy with spike hair and hazel eyes. The boy with the guitar.
I was in class, my friend Jay was sick today, so I was all on my own. Morro and his gangs of bullies came up to me. "Hey! I have a few people I want you to meet. Guys this is my bitch." Morro said as his friends started to laugh.
My left eye start to twitch, oh no I have no one to get my music. I got to get out of here before I can't move. Running out of the room. I sat against a wall and put my knees to my chest. Slowly my body got the twitch, then I couldn't move.
After a little bit, I hear footsteps go pass but I can't see who it is. The footsteps stop, then something gets put down, then a zipper. Someone was moving stuff around. It was probably Morro pulling a joke on me.
That's what I thought until a guitar start to play. Slow my body clams down to the beat of the strings. I look up and see the boy with spike hair playing a guitar. He smiles at me, then stops playing and gives me a thumbs ups. I just nod, then he puts his guitar away and walks away. He never says a word. He was mute.
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It's short but I like it, should I do a part two.
