Mitch's pov

"Okay. You can sit by mitch. He's the boy with the red sweater." Said Mrs. Flow, a making her head jester to me. ((J-jester? Spelled right.. right?)). Ty nervously sat down in the desk next to me, his hands between his legs as he looks nervously down at the floor. 'So this is the teen version of Ty. He's a bit paler, and his hair kinda grown. And Ty's a bit nervous, and that's a huge change. He's always happy and jumpy, never really shy. He only gets shy when he's close to an adult or someone he doesn't know fully.' I thought, trying to add up to the clues. Soon class started, but I mostly watched Ty out of the corner of my eye, watching his movement. Most of the class time Ty was drawing in his sandy colored sketch book.

Time skip....? Idk anymore

"Ok class. We got about a minute left, so let me tell you your assignment. You are to draw something important in your life and bring it back tommorow. Ok well bai!!!" Said Mrs. Flow, going to her desk. Soon everyone left, me still in my seat watching Ty. Ty closed his sketch book and placed his pencil in his hoodie pocket, getting up. That's when I took action and got up too, walking up to Ty. I tapped him on the shoulder, making him jump. 'He seems jumpy as well. Also a bit more cautious on what's around him, kind of scared. Like a kitten in a new home.' I noted in my head, Ty turned around. "Sorry for scaring you." I apologized, rubbing the back of my neck. He smiled nervously at me. "I-its ok." He said softly, I could barely hear him. "I'm mitch, remember?" I asked. Ty backed away a little, shaking his head in a 'no' manner. "We were child hood friends! We were really close!!" I pressed, hoping he would remember. "I-im sorry. I don't remember you.." he muttered, backing away. I grabbed his shoulders, tears now forming. "YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER!!!" I yelled, tears now running down my face. "N-no.. please!" I cried, falling on my knees. My hands was now gripping his left foot, for some various reasons. I didn't want to let go, and I just randomly remembered a good memory of #Ty'sleftfoot. Ty just stayed still, but I could tell he was arguing with himself. "Mitch, or whatever your name is, I do understand that you really care. But I doubt you actually care for me. I don't know who you are, and your probably just toying with me. Please, stay away." He whispered, kicking his foot out of my grip. He clenched onto his sketch book as he walked over to the door and opening it. He turned his head, his hair covering his eyes. "Oh, and one more thing. I don't want anything to do with you and your friends. I know what your thinking, your gonna try to get me to remember. Maybe. Maybe not. So, I'll see you later. Ay?" He muttered, so I could barely hear, and he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. I just sat there, with a suprised teary escpression as I tried to process everything I heard. 'Ty's never like this.' I thought sadly. 'He really has changed.'

This chapters short. I add more since I'm trying to make them longer 4 u guys to enjoy :3 **throws kittens everywhere** FREE KITTENS 4 EVERYONE

Ty's pov

'Geese' I thought as I closed the door behind me. 'Where did that come from. I must be watching to much to much attack on titan.' I thought, turning the corner to see a sight that suprised even me.

Okay I end it off here it doesn't have to be long **smirks evily**

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I gtg to bed. Good night yall :3