• Its after class and everyone is going home, my house is right down the street from the school. First things first, go to my locker, grab my boots, bag, jacket, and hightail it outta here!
    "Danny, hey Danny!" CRAP, she saw me.
    "oh hey Kayla, what do you want," it wasn't good enough telling her to leave, so i guess i'd just keep my mouth shut.
    "well jeeze danny, someone is being a cranky girl," she said. i guess it doesn't take very much to set this girl off. cause frankly, she was so close to glowing. bouncing up and down like a little kid.
    "but anyway, so danny, i heard you like dylan!"
    "uh huh, you 'heard' that," i did my best to snear at her, but i failed.
    "well im asuming"
    "right, well, i'll check ya later kayla."
    "wait! so are you gonna tell me?"
    haha no, i mean honestly? i hate her! she's one of those stupid big boobed blondes. and it bugs me that she has no idea how to get a clue. (not that she has a brain or anything.)
    i quickly pulled my striped overshirt on and threw my backpack over my shoulder.
    im starting to jog down the halls, before they get to crouded, and im looking down at the floor to make sure i dont step on anyone when i run face first into someone.
    my nose hurts now. whoever i just ran into was warm, and smells like chocolate axe.
    i put my hands up to the person, assuming im pressed to their back, and pull my head back to see a smiling dylan looking over his shoulder at me.
    crap!
    "hey danny!" his eyes are such a light blue that they almost look white. he has pale skin and dark blonde hair. He could be passed as a punk, considering his clothing and aditude.
    "uhh, hey dylan, i umm..." what am i doing?!
    why am i talking to him? he probably heard that i like him! or at least that's what kayla is spreading around the school (but i never said it wasnt true.)
    "wanna walk home today dan?"
    i groaned, "ive told you, its danny"
    "yeah yeah yeah," the corners of his mouth curl up into a small smile. "but anyways, let's walk home together"
    "uhh...yeah, i dont think so." my feet are frozen, feeling drawn to him. i glance down for a second and notice my hands are shakking. crap!
    dont get me wrong. dylan is my night in shinning armor. and i hope he thinks of me as his princess.(weird senario, and i couldn't help but gag a little bit) frankly, im not your average cheerleader. hell, im not a cheerleader at all!
    my hair is long and dark chocolate brown, and my bangs hang halfway in my eyes, just enough to where you can barely see my eyes but i can still see everything and everyone.
    i realize im practically babbling on in my head and ignoring dylan, so i look back up into his eyes and notice he's still smiling. then he grabs my arm and starts pulling me down the hall to his locker.
    "we're walking home together danny!" he says. gee, so much for free will.
    "alright, fine!" i yank my arm away and poke his head teasingly. (not like those stupid ho's do when they want someone. more like a brotherly sisterly way)
    "ok then come to my locker with me for a sec," he said.
    "ok"
    we go to his locker, and as i look around me, paranoid eyes stare at us.
    i look over to lockers near us, and i see a few cheerleaders staring daggers at me. the temptation to stick my tounge out at them was overwhelming. it took super-human stregth to contain myself (but that doesn't mean i didn't brush against him, and watch them glare harder, hee-hee)
    dylan could start his own fan club if he didn't already have one.
    ten minutes later everyone leaves. sheesh! this guy is slow! "c'mon dylan! hurry up"
    "alright alright! jeeze..." he shuts his locker, and checks the dial to make sure its locked. Holy wow he takes forever, but im not complaining, everyone else has already left including zombie cheerleaders with their "im going to eat you" stare.
    "ok thats it your taking to long!" i grab dylan by the arm and start for the door. and then he stops dead in his tracks, i and turn around, and he's looking down at the ground.
    his shaggy hair is covering his eyes. he looked kinda peacful but disturbed at the same time. which isn't something he should be capable of doing. dylan was a good guy, not one that would put on a mystery act.
    i let go of him, and his arm drops like a rock at his side.
    i go up to him, and stand underneath him, he's a good foot taller than me, so its not hard to be overlooked. but i look up at him and he looks so dead. his eyes are cold, and his face was paler than usual.
    he finally notices that im staring at him, so he picks his head up, and once again, i see the dylan i know and trust. "uh, so, lets get going then"
    he tries to walk by me when i grab his sleeve and pull him to my side.
    "dylan...."
    "yeah?"
    "whats the matter,"
    he looks over his shoulder and stares into my eyes. but i was almost thrown against the wall with suprise when he yanked his arm away from me. "nothing, i promise, lets get going its getting dark" he said.
    i was still struck stupid with what was going on, but seeing him feel better was enough to get me joking around a little bit. "come on, i practically live in the dark," i smile at him and his mouth drops open
    my smile turns into a confused twist. "what?" i said.
    "ive never seen you smile before!"
    "shut up and go!" i couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at him, but when i turn him around so he's facing the door, i see that its snowing and then we finally start walking home. he lives a few blocks away from my house. so we walk home together almost everyday
    almost
    sometimes i like to walk by myself. when we get to Ruth park, the small rundown park we always pass on the way home, we decide to take a little detour. dylan heads over to the big willow tree on the hill side, and lays down to look at the stars.
    stars? out this early? i gave the sky i big WTF? look.
    "woah, danny, look its the big dipper!"
    "oh yeah, so it is" honestly, i've never really took the time to gaze at the stars. it's just never really occured to do so.
    "im suprised we could see any stars at all," he paused and gave me a sideways glance "hey danny,"
    "yeah"
    "your a very mysterious girl, you know that right?"
    "of course"
    we both crack up. trust me, it doesn't take much to get us going. i mean, we use to laugh over spilt milk. but my butt's starting to fall asleep so i stand up and start walking on the roots of the old willow tree. i stop and stare down at dylan. his dark blonde hair almost looks like honey in this kind of starlight. really shiny and creamy. he must of felt my eyes on him, cause he looked up at me and lifted his eyebrow. but i just smile kinda akwardly and start walking on the roots again. it'sd usually times like these that i appreciate the darkness of night. cause if it was lighter, i bet my faced would of looked beat red.
    i was getting kinda dazy and lightheaded from walking in circles. and then the worst thing in the world happened, i fell, right onto dylan.
    you coud hear dylan "OOF!" and then cough (am i seriously that fat?!)
    "oh wow, im sorry dylan..." my head landed right by his neck, and im laying on top of him. My hands pressed against his chest, im trying to get up. and when i try to find support for my hands so i can roll off of him, i feel him put his hands on my lower back and in between my shoulder blades. completely caught off guard by his little move, i lose balance, again, and colapse onto his chest, again.
    what on earth is he doing?
    "danny..." he was staring into my eyes with such intensity that i wanted to look away. i have to look away, before i get lost in these beautiful eyes. these eyes..that shine so bright..that look like stars...
    "i just want to get close to you..."
    he what? that snapped me out of my little daze!
    but why? oh crap! he heard that i like him! i cant breath, i cant think, it feels like we're the only two people alive on this planet. no one else exists.
    he presses his hands deeper onto my back. he is so warm, and i can feel his heart beating and a steady pace, while my heart is about ready to punch its way outta my chest.
    inside, im screaming at him to knock off the joke. on the outside, i felt myself shaking a little. and he must of felt it too cause he finally losenes his grip on me, and i can move again. i sit up and, clumisly, fall to his side on the grass. then he sits up and looks down at me. i cant do anything except but to look back at his calm face, his hair is covering his eyes, but i can tell he's got a certain look.
    then leans over and puts one hand on the grass by my shoulder, and he put his other hand by my other shoulder, then he relaxed onto his elbows. and now he's so close to my face i can feel his breath, the support in his arms thats keeping him up is weakening, and then our lips gentenaly lock together.
    his taste explodes in my mouth, and travels through my body. i can feel myself being shut down, and drained of engergy.
    he moves his hands up to my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. and i put my arms on his back pulling myself closer to him.
    he stops kissing me, and closes his eyes, and lays his head by my neck.
    no! i dont want it to stop! please dont stop!
    im so in love with this person, and now im convinced he feels the same way about me.
    i dont want this to stop. so i put my hands on the grass and sit up and, since he's practically laying on me, he has no choice but to sit up with me. i put my hands on the back of his head and i lean in to him, softly kissing him one more time.
    he puts his hands around my waist and starts to gently pull me closer to him. i can feel him rocking my slightly. the wind is whipping around us, and the snow has stopped, but im not sure when. it must have been a while, because, as you might of been able to tell, the grass was showing up everywhere. but it was still cold, and the wind wasn't doing much to help.
    i push away from him and lean into his arms. i lost track of the time. but that doesn't matter anymore. nothing like that matters. as long as im with dylan, then i'll be fine, as long as it's him, then absolutely nothing else has my interest of attention. i press agaisnt his chest as much as i could and whisper "what am i to you..."
    he gently cups my cheek, and forces me to look into those bright eyes,
    "your everything to me..."
    my vision gets blurry, and my eyes swell up with tears. something no one has ever seen before. but im smiling, so im shedding tears of joy. (which sounds kinda lame, but it's true, im crying cause im happy)
    he shows a faint smile and wipes my face with his sleeve.
    i wrap my arms around his shoulders and whisper "i love you dylan"
    i feel him breathing deep and he whispers back "i love you to..Danny,"

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