Forbidden//Dylan O'Brien

Chapter Twenty-Eight

School has started up, finally.

This summer was a bit of hell and heaven wrapped up in one.

Ever since I got back from my last trip from New York Dylan and I have been spending every single moment together.

Well that is unless he is filming the show, and when I am at school and/or doing my homework.

So ready for the whole school thing to be over.

Luckily for me I am only a junior.

Hence the sarcasm.

The girls at school have not been so mean to me.

Why?
I have no fucking clue.

Just really glad that I am not being treated like a third class citizen anymore.

Kenneth and I have started talking again.

He understands that I am totally in love with Dylan.

Dylan and him have actually become quite the friends.

I swear every Friday they are together.

Which is cool with me.

He needs more friends than just my brother.

Even if that may be Kenneth.

I have met a few new people.

I am actually starting to make friends.

Hey it only took me a year.

There is this one girl in a few of my classes.

Her name is Zariah.

She is so nice.

And really pretty.

She is dark complected..or shall we say black.

Okay yeah she is black.

She tends to be whiter than myself at times though, which I just love about her.

"Did you get the homework for-"
Then she just stopped talking.

I was replying back to Dylan.

So if someone had walked in I would have not noticed.

I looked up.

There was Kenneth.

I guess he finally decided to come to English.

I looked at her, she looked so starstruck.

Oh how cute is that.

She liked him.

Kenneth took a seat next to my left.

"Azalea. I did not know you had this class." He said to me.

"Yeah well if you would actually come to this class then you might be graced with my presence once in a while. Not that you don't see me every Friday at Dylan's. Such a cock-block you are. Isn't it about time you got a girlfriend." I said to him.

He glanced over at Zariah.

"Working on that bro. And Dylan calls me way before you even arrive." He said to me.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I say to him.

Then the bell rings and the teacher starts handing out a shit load of work, like always.

"What do you mean you like her?" I asked Kenneth.

We were hanging out at my house with Brit, talking about Zariah.