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                     Reuben’s POV

  I can’t really comprehend what is occurring right now. The only sense I can use right now, are my eyes and my ears. My body is frozen in place, not knowing what will happen next.

You might be wondering, why Dylan is on the ground, and finding it hard for him to breathe. His face is swollen from bruises and wounds. And he’s paralyzed, but I know there is still strength in him, enough strength to talk. Which is aggravating someone, you shouldn’t aggravate.

You might be wondering, why Carson has a death grip on my arm. And is shaking form pure anger. Why he has a look of wanting to kill someone. And cursing and shouting, like his life depended on it.

Well, let me start from the beginning, because I know all this wondering is killing you.

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  Walking to the porch of my house, I remembered yesterday night. Lizzie and I, were relaxed and loose. I actually had the guts to turn off my phone, so we won’t be disturbed by the “The Devil”. So anyways, Lizzie and I went to karaoke, and made fun of how Lizzie doesn’t have any vocal talent.

Then we went to the movies, and watch the new suspense and mystery movie. The movie was actually quite interesting. Then we knew, when to call it a good night, after we went to eat pizza. I actually didn’t want it to end, thinking of going to school the next day, and having to deal with him.

I go home and went straight to my room, and got ready for a dreamless sleep.

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    Almost Here? I text Lizzie, since she said she will give me a ride to school. While I wait, my minds wander to the day, when Dylan called me, just when I was about to go to sleep.

I almost forgot about the stressful day. I have a lot of questions to ask. I just hope, I don’t end up getting a cruel answer.

~HONK! HONK!~

Huh?! Opps, sometimes my wondering can be too much. I nod at Lizzie, and giver her an apologizing look. She rolls her eyes and glares at me saying,

“Come on Rubs! We’ll be late.”

“Coming” I reply, while running to her expensive car, and entering inside easily.

“Morning Rubs.” Greets Lizzie.

“Yeah. Morning. Last night was fun, right?”

“Yup! And we should do it again!” she says with eagerness.

“Definitely.” I reply directly. Then we start laughing and giggling, like maniacs.

After we are done acting like fools, we get out the car. After I hear the beep of Lizzie’s car, telling us that it is secure, I confess to her saying,

“Lizzie, I really don’t want to go to school today. I have a feeling something bad is going to happen, and Dylan has been acting strange lately.”

“Oh, now come on Rubs, don’t say that. Everything will be okay, and don’t worry about Dylan. I bet he is just having personal problems, he needs to work out.” Lizzie assures me.

By now, we already have our books for our morning class, and head our separate ways, but before we do that, Lizzie gives me a warm smile. Her smiles calms most of my weary feelings.

I go in Mr. Bradley’s classroom. Having some confidence, I smile to myself, for some reason the first thing I notice was the way Dylan was looking at me. I awkwardly walk to my seat next to him.

In the middle of class, I was concentrating to the lesson, but I didn’t expect to see a little note on my desk. Stating simply,

                          See me at lunch, we need to talk. It’s important. --- Dylan

I glance suspiciously at Dylan, but he didn’t even look my way. If he has something on his mind, why doesn’t he just tell me now, oh yeah, that’s because Carson also has this class.

Hmm….whatever. I know what will be on my mind for a while.

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As I thought, all I can think of during all my classes, was what Dylan wanted to talk about, that can be so important. I hope it’s nothing serious.

After I quickly eat my lunch, I tell Lizzie I had to go somewhere, she just nods in return.

I walk nervously to the spacious school hallway, where I immediately see Dylan leaning against the lockers.

When I get closer to him, he notices my presence and turns to face me, with a smirk on his tan face.

“So Reuben, do you know why I want to talk to you? And why it’s important?” He questions me.

“No, Dylan. And that’s why I’m here.” I answer.

“Well, you’re about to find out….” he says smoothly, and walking easily to me. Taking away the space between us, with ease. I react by backing away from him.

“Where are you going Reuben?” he asks me with a cunning smirk on his face.

“What do you want with me, Dylan? If you have something to say, just say it!” I say, with my voice shaking.

“No need to be scared, Reuben. I just want to talk. I can’t talk if your walking away from me, now can I?” He declared.

“You can, and quit getting so close to me, Dylan.” I reply firmly.

He chuckles, and caught me off guard, and ended up slamming me roughly on one of the lockers in the hallway. I whimper, from the pain shooting from my spine.

“I really didn’t want to do that, you just made me impatient. Now, where were we…oh yeah…we need to talk.” He says, while inches away from my trembling lips, and stroking one of my blushing cheeks gently. This is officially going too far, that it’s uncomfortable.

“Reuben….your eyes are so beautiful.” And after he stated that, he instantly captured my lips. I gasp, and that gave him the access he gladly took. I was completely shock of the motion, I stood there frozen while he sucked, glide, and dominated my lips willingly, while I wasn’t functioning.

Why is he doing this!? This is just wrong, he shouldn’t be doing this in school, he shouldn’t be doing this at all. What if someone walks in, and see us at this state.

Just when that thought crossed my mind, I hear someone shout,

“WHAT THE FUCK!?”

Those three exclaiming words, made Dylan separate from his hold of me. I sigh in relief, but when I turned to see the face of the person that interrupted, the kiss, I would have puked on the flawless and smooth hallway floor. Of all people to witness this, why is it Carson! The look on Carson’s face was similar to the face of an angry bull. I just shake my head in disbelief.

Then I hear Dylan laugh in contentment and satisfaction, while saying.

“Came just on time.”

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