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Dyllan

Hello!!!!!!!!! I usually write Fanfiction but this time Im going to try something new! Disclaimer: Every single one of these characters are MINE! The school is mine. EVEN DA STORY LINE IS MINE!!!!!! yaaaaaaaaaay!

    Throughout my life, I have been through many ups and downs, yet the people around me told me I was destined to do great things. Destined to save, not the world, but humanity itself. I didnt take them siriously. Little did I know. But lets start from the beginning. My beginning.

        My name is Dyllan Peterson, I was later told that I was named after the Welsh meaning "son of the sea." I suppose that was another destiny of mine wasn't it. Well anyhow, I went to Drygrass Middle school, and I was 13 years old when I started my 8th grade year. I had ZERO friends, which I didnt understand since I never done anything wrong. But at the same time nobody hated me either. I was just that kid in the backround, that nobody knew there name, let alone the fact that I had light brown hair and natural blond highlights. Peircing green eyes and a shower of freckles on my cheekes and nose.

        I was WAY to shy to even think about talking to girls or even carrying a conversation with one. For example. Girl: Oh, hey, whats your name? Me: uhhhhhhhh Dyllan? Girl: Oh, uh, my names Caroline. Nice to meet you. Me: Oh, nice to..... good to...... it was cool to uh meet you?

        Usually by that point they had wandered off, back to talk to there friends. For the most part I tried to focus on my school work and not concentrate on school drama, and it worked for the first quarter. I had good grades, well if all b's counted, and had completely tuned out most organic life formes. Exept for my mom. She encouraged me to make new friends and get good grades, but most importantly, make new friends. She told me that if I loosened up a little I would make some friends.

        I told her I would try harder, but I didn't. I mean I thought about it! Honest I did, I could just never bring myself to do anything outgoing.

        Then one day every thing changed.

        It started out as a normal day. I woke up on time, took a shower, got dressed and ran out the door. As usual I arrived to school 5 minutes before the bell rang for first peiriod. I went to my class which was always opened early, set my stuff down and started reading. Then first period started, about an hour later the bell rang for 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and finally 5th peiriod which was lunch. I went to sit down at my normally deserted lunch table, to find two people sitting there having a conversation that I couldnt make out. 

        I sat at the edge of the table hoping they wouldn't notice me. Of course, they did. They seemed to be argueing, but I wasn't paying much attention. 

        "Look, if you wanted to go camping," I overheard, she said raising her voice, " would you rather have cups or matches?"

        I waited, I didn't hear a response. I looked over at them and practically jumped out of my skin when I saw that they were both looking at me.

        "Uhhhh, I-I th-think I would, uhhhhh," I tried to think and took a deep breath, " I think I would rather have matches, b-because I can just c-cup my hands under the water spout and drink like that if I had to. T-trust me when I-i say I can't make f-fire." 

        "THATS WHAT I SAID," The girl said now directing her exitment toward both of us.

        "Well I can make fire easy, okay? I would way rather bring cups," the boy said. They scootcheed closer to me. They were both sitting on the other side of the table, but unlike before, they were now sitting across from me.