Temptation

His Name is Dylan

When it was lunch, I stormed into the restroom. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. Just as I suspected, he had made me blush. This was embarrassing. My cheeks were a dark red crimson. I felt my blood burning from the inside as I touched them. This was so strange I never blush and it was weird to see myself like this. I splashed cold water on my face. Fortunately, my cheeks went back to my natural color. I let out a sigh of relief. I quickly dried my faced and slowly walked out. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped and spun around to see who it was

"Geesh Kadin you scared the crap out of me. Don't do that!"

"Sorry," he said.

Kadin has been one of my best friends for as far as I could remember. I can always turn to him when I need something.

"Andrea are you okay?"

"Yeah. Of course. Why do you ask?"

"Well you seem a bit jumpy."

"I'm fine, Kadin don't worry you just startled me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Yeah there is actually. Walk with me."

We went outside near this tree and sat down. The grass was soft and very green.

"So what's up."

"I was hoping today I could go to your house and study."

Kadin was always such a smart kid. I was glad to have him as a friend because he would always help me do good in school. We would always have study sessions once and a while.

"Yeah of course."

"Great."

"Hey, Kadin."

"Yeah?"

"You can read people very well right?"

"Well I'm not an expert but yeah I'd say pretty well."

Kadin could always look at someone and tell what kind of person they are. He was like a psychic in a way, not like one of those creepy psychics that had a crystal ball and all of that, oh no. Those kinds of psychics have always freaked me out.

"Well you know the knew guy in our class right?"

"Yeah."

"Tell me about him."

"His name is Dylan Stan, for as far as I can tell he has a pretty good life. Pretty rich. One thing that striked me as surprising was that he is not a jerk like most guys would be. He is actually a good person."

I was glad to here that. So Dylan was his name, Dylan Stan. I always found the name Dylan as nice name and it suited him.

"Why did you want to know?"

"Oh, no reason. I was just curious that's all," I said flashing him a bright smile.