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Chapter 9

Dylan Parker

I hate high school, the only reason I tolerated, was because I got to see Ali. She was the solemn reason for every good thing in my life,

I hoped to tell her that one day and with that thought in mind I walked into the school building,

I got to my locker and reached for some books, whilst looking around and wondering where Alison was, I had to speak to her, before class,

"Hey, you." Someone startled me from behind. I turned and faced smiley Jenna. Ali and I nicknamed her that, because she never stops smiling, literally.

I chuckled at the thought and I cleared my throat

"What do you want?"

She grinned shyly, "Are you heading for maths?" She asked.

"Yes, so...." I said bluntly.

"Me too." She smiled, staring at me in awkward silence, which was weird.

"See you then." I shut my locker, walked past her. I just stand the smiles any longer, they were getting creepy.

I walked along the hall to math class, gradually looking out for Alison.

I walked into the classroom, everyone was already settled in, including smiley Jenna. Weird, how did she get here so fast?

I still couldn't spot Alison anywhere.

I sighed and took a chair beside the window, then pulling out my sketchbook, I began sketching my way through the hell of a class.

After math class, I didn't waste a second before running out of the classroom to find Alison, "Dylan, wait up?" Someone called chasing after me, I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

Amanda Clark, supposedly the school's prom queen and also a big pain in my ass.

Luckily for her, I need her expertise today, she happens to know everyone and everything that happens in the school.

I slowed down and allowed her to catch up to me, "I'm so sorry for stopping you like this Dylan...I just wanted to give you this." she said, giving me a blue flyer.

I raised an eyebrow at her,

"I'm throwing a house party this weekend and I want you to come." She paused, waiting for a response, "And also, you can bring Alison along."

"Speaking of Ali, have you seen her today?" I asked.

"She called in sick today, something about a flu.

"Wait, Alison is sick? Why didn't anyone inform me about this?"

Amanda let out a cough to remind me she was still standing there, "So, Is that a yes?"

"Sure." I said and she completely bought,

"See you." She beamed at me, before walking away. Jeez, what's with everyone smiling at me today? I need to go see Alison.


I was so consumed in my thoughts that I didn't notice Henna walk in, "Are you feeling better?" she asked in concern.

"Yeah!" I managed a smile.

She stepped further inside and sat at the edge of the bed, "Is it a boy?" She asked out of the blue after and I turned hurriedly to look at her,


I mean, I won't classify Mr Hertz as a boy, more like a sad, mean man,

"I might be old, but not clueless Ali. I can tell something else is bothering you and it's not a flu as you claim."

"Henna, you're not old." I scampered and leaned my head on her shoulder, "You're just sweet, loving Henna." I said with a grin, "And, I'm perfectly fine."

"I might not be your mother Ali, but you know you can always talk to me." she said with a reassuring smile, "About anything."

"I know." I nodded.

"So, what's wrong?" She asked.

What am I supposed to say?

My guardian, the one I supposedly developed feelings for, rejected me in the most cruelest way possible, leaving me heartbroken.

I read too much meaning into that kiss.

I reached and held her left hand, giving it a tight squeeze,

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." I whispered, trying to hold my tears. Why was I even sad about, it wasn't like anything could've happened between us..

He's your guardian, Ali and twice your age.

Get that into that messed up head of yours....

I cautioned myself mentally,

"When you're ready to talk about it, I will be waiting here." She said trying to respect my feelings, I couldn't be more grateful.

"Thank you." I told her and she smiled in acknowledgement.

"Now let's get you downstairs." She got up and pulled me up with her.

"Just give me a second, I'll be right down." I said.

She nodded understanding and left.

As soon as she left I fixed my hair in the mirror and turned to walk out of the room. When I heard someone call from the adjoining balcony,

I stepped towards it and unlocked the door. It had been a while since I came out here, so it was pretty dusty.

"Shit!" I cursed, fighting my way through the dust and cobwebs, then,

"Dylan?" I exclaimed in shock.

He lifted his head and hands to me, grinning,

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, I let down your hair to me." he jested,

Typical Dylan, He always managed to make me smile even in my worst moments, but this smile won't last long if Mr. Hertz sees him or even hears he was here, I don't know what would happen.

"What are you doing here Dylan?" I worried.

"I heard you're ill." He yelled back.

I huffed,

"Stay right there and don't move an inch." I ran inside and then grabbing my phone, I sprinted out of my bedroom door.

"You have a visitor." Henna Informed as I came running down the stairs.

"Where's he?"

She pointed towards the living room,

"What, why would you let him in?" I yelled, trotting towards the living room, if Mr. Hertz sees him.

Oh Lord, help me.

I ran inside to see Dylan already scooping around. He didn't seem to notice when I walked in,

"Dylan, you shouldn't be here?"

"I came to see."

"You should have texted..."

"How are you?" he asked, focusing the attention on me.

"I'm fine, I just had morning sickness." Why did that sound a lot better in my head? "But, I'm fine now, don't worry."

"Good, because I don't think I can survive one more day with those losers."

"Someone's getting clingy." I teased.

"What can I say, I work better with my amazing sidekick by my side."

"Hey!" I exclaimed, smacking his arm..

He laughed, "Now, are you going to tell me what's really going on princess?"

"I had a little morning sickness, nothing too serious." I gave him a reassuring smile,

He frowned, obviously not buying it, "Ali, I still remember one time you had chickenpox and you still insisted on coming to school."

I giggled at the thought,

"For what's worth, I was a kid back then."

"That was two weeks ago, let's not forget the time you wore pajamas for a whole week to school."

"They were comfortable, it's not like anyone noticed me in school anyway." I defended myself.

"I do." he smiled.

I chuckled, "Of course you do, you silly, you're my best friend, my only friend."

He became quiet all of a sudden,

"Are you okay Dylan?"

"Yeah! I just realized something." He said and I narrowed my brows at him, not sure what are the only thing in my life that's constant." he let out,

"Oh boy, I guess... I'm the clingy one after all."

He chuckled, "Believe it or not, it's the best thing."

I smiled and squeezed his hand.

"Soon, you and I would go out for college and live our lives the way we want."

"Have you gotten a reply from MIU?" He asked. Dylan and I applied for the same college, we planned to have the college experience together, "No, what about you?"

"A few, but none from MIU." He said sadly. Dylan always dreamed of attending MIU, "Don't worry, I'm sure they are stuck in traffic or something."

He chuckled slightly, before his tone became serious again,

"Ali, I need to tell you something."

I nodded,


He turned my face to him, opening his mouth to speak and then paused, his fingers trembling,

I smiled, gesturing him to go on.

"Oh, Fuck it!" He let out and did the last thing I was expecting him to do.

Did he just kiss me?

I stiffened for a while trying to understand what was going on, but later calmed and kissed him back. I didn't know why I kissed him back,

I guess.... It just felt like the right thing to do at the moment. What's with everyone kissing me without my permission? Just as I thought it, our make-out session was interrupted my by an extremely furious husky voice,

"What the fuck is going on here?" causing us to jolt off each other immediately,

Oh, shit!

Mr. Hertz.

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