It starts raining when I walk into my street. I hold my crutches and run to my house. Once inside, I hear my mother and sister, they are sitting in the living room. I take off my shoes and hang up my coat. 

I make some tea and join them in the living room.

"Can I watch a movie with some friends at Jade's on Thursday evening?" I would understand if she said no because it is a school night, but it is also my birthday.

My mother is silent for a moment. "Yes, that's fine." she answers and looks back at the tv.

Yeay, it would be annoying if it wasn't ok with her. I remember that I'm going to meet up with Valentina tomorrow. 

I take a look at Grace, who is quietly watching tv. It is a program about optical illusion.

"Did you see the other people we were with at Christina's? Two boys one girl, "I ask.

My mother nods, but Grace has no idea what I'm talking about.

"That boy was the new boy from my school who I had to show around and who took me to the school doctor, remember?'' I look at my mom.

"Oh, yes, that model boy." She says teasing me. Grace looks up at us at her words.

"He is not really a model, he is just very handsome," I quickly say.

"I will be done with school by one pm tomorrow. I'm going to hang out with that girl, her name is Valentina.''

"That's fun, there are a few things that have to go to Christina. I borrowed her cookbook and her guard. Do you want to take that tomorrow? "

I put honey in my tea and start drinking. "Yes, of course."

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Today is Wednesday, the first two hours are P.E., but of course, I can't participate. I had to report myself and after that, I can do something for myself. I decide to stay in the gym for a while. Everyone is training for the volleyball tournament that starts in a week. After fifteen minutes I decided to do some homework and leave the gym.

In the hall, it is quiet because everyone has class. I take my phone and my earphones from my bag.

When I'm done with my homework I pull out my sketchbook. I have two different sketchbooks. One with my own drawings that suddenly come out of nowhere and one for assignments my friend give me. Sylvana came with an idea to draw a desert with pyramids.

Before the second hour starts Indira comes to sit with me for 10 minutes. She tells what happened yesterday in her history class. Two girls started yelling at each other over a party one wasn't invited to. I smile at the way she laughs when she tells about the girls.

When the bell rings, Indira goes to her class. I sit down and have to wait for another hour. I will continue drawing I guess. Occasionally I look up to see what time it is. To my surprise, James approaches me. Why is he coming here? Is he going to tell what he wanted to say last time.

"Hey Cira!" He shouts and waves his whole arm back and forth as if he has no bones. I wave back,trying not to show how weird I think his wave was. He sits down next to me, literally next to me so there is no space between us so I move aside a bit.

"You hang out with Jason, right?" He asks. Okay, weird way to start a conversation.

"Uhm yes, so do you, right" I just ask, I know the answer but didn't know what to say.

"Yes, that's right." He says cheerfully and moves a little closer. What the hell, haven't he ever heard of personal space.

"You're not with Jason, are you?" At the word ''with'', he intertwines his fingers. 

Uh, weird.

"No, but that doesn't concern you, at all," I say. 

He is staring at me now. "You are really pretty tho," he holds out his hand and runs his long thin fingers across my face. A shiver goes through my spine and I move away from him as far as possible.

"Don't touch me!" I say in a stern voice.

He moves closer again. He looks really weird as if he is on drugs and finds everything very vaccinating.

I get up and take it a few steps away from the bench. I really don't care if people see that I can walk. He stands up and takes another step in my direction.

"What, it's just a compliment, you are beautiful." He is now standing in front of me and moves his hand to touch my face again.

''What the hell is wrong with you.'' I want to hit his hand away but his hand doesn't touch me. I look at James' face, which suddenly looks like he is in pain. His lower lip trembles and his eyes fill with tears. I hear a very strange sound near my ear, where his hand would be now.

"She was pretty clear." I hear a cold voice say. I turn my face and see Jason standing with James' wrist in his hand holding it too tight. When James wants to start screaming, Jason lets go. James looks at Jason with wide eyes but doesn't move. If I were him, I'd have been running away by now.

"You should go see the school doctor," I say. James finally blinks and slowly walks away from us with his eyes on Jason. I look at Jason and see him standing very calmly but the look on his face is scary. No emotions, a poker face but his eyes are a little pinched together. 

When James walks around the corner his speeds up, he is almost running out of school now. 

Jason broke his hand and wrist, it looked effortless. Does he do these kind of things more often?

We look at each other at the same time.

''You OK?'' he asks in a normal tone like nothing happened.

''Yeah, thanks,'' I respond and walk back to the place where I was sitting.

He joins me, when he sits down I see his eyes fall on my drawing.

"Did you make that?" He takes the drawing and studied it fascinated.

"Yes, it's not really finished yet." I put away my pencils.

"It's beautiful." He says and hands it over to me.

I smile. ''Thank you.'' 

 He does seem like the type you don't wanna mess with but for as far as I know he is not really a violent type, but how well do I know him.

I try to act as I normally do. He just helped me, again. 

Than I remember what Jade and I talked about. "Can you hang out tomorrow? Movie night?" I ask him.

 That smirk he had on his face when he first asked me to hang out is back again. It disappears for a second making me think he is going to say no but then it's back.

"Yes, sure" he answers and we both smile.

"At Jade's house," I say and turn to him. Of course, he doesn't know where Jade lives so I write her address on a note.

"Who is coming?" He takes the note and reads the address.

"Jade, Danielle, Sylvana, Kendall ..." he looks questioningly at me.

"Kendall is a boy from our class," I say.

"Oh, the one Jade likes," he says like he remembers something. He laughs mysteriously when he sees my face. How does he know that? I decide not to respond to that and just continue.

"A friend of Kendall, you and me. If you want, you can also bring someone with you." I don't know why I suggested that because If he would bring another girl, I would be kinda annoyed.

He takes off his bag and puts it between us next to my bag. The zipper is open so when he puts it down, his phone slides out of the bag over the bench. I move my hand quickly so it doesn't fall to the ground. I want to give it to Jason until suddenly the screen turns on.

Ohw probably pressed on something. No, it's just a message... 

Vanessa:
Heyy

She added a heard and a kiss emoji.

It was not my intention to read it. I give him the phone, suddenly feeling annoyed. He clicks on the screen and reads the message.

"Maybe you can ask Vanessa for tomorrow," I say as casually as possible.

I don't know why I asked that. I ask the boy I like to take another girl. That way, at least I know if he likes her. If he does I just have to get over my ''crush'', which I totally don't have. And if I liked him and he liked me back, which is very unlikely we are doomed to fail.

His head snaps to me, first looking surprised then annoyed and after that like I'm crazy because I said that.

"No I'm not going to ask Vanessa. She is ...weird. "

Wow, he is the first boy who say something like that. Normally they call her hot or sexy.

"She asked for my number, so we could talk after school and facetime. But yeah... I wasn't really interested in doing that so I said that I didn't have my phone with me and that I got a new number I don't know by heart yet. The next hour she came to sit next to me and said: I am going to guess your number then you just have to say of it's right or not." He says smiling and shaking his head.

Wow that's insane, kind of creepy.

He looks at his phone "And now she has my number." he states.

"Maybe she got your number from someone in your class, James or Dimelo."

"Yeah, I guess." He clicks off his phone and puts it away without responding. The rest of the hall is completely empty. Then his eyes fall on my drawing again.

"What is your favorite color?" He asks, looks at me like I'm gonna say something more important than just a color.

"Khaki, yours?"

I look at his outfit. Black paints, black shirt, and a Khaki green denim jacket.

"Khaki," he says with a smile and looks at his khaki jacket. "And dark brown." I smile back and nod.

He plays with his earphones spinning them around,  but when his eyes fall on mine he stops.

"What kind of music were you listening to?" 

"Classical music, but I listen to everything except heavy metal and rock," I put them away in my bag.

"You?" I ask back. I let him ask all the questions he had because he did let me do the same, the difference is that mine where more personal than his.

He nods, "R&B, rap, and hip hop, I don't really listen to classical music."

He turns slightly more towards me and is silent for a moment. 

"Next question,''  His eyes light up a little, ''Why are you so afraid of dogs?" He smiles but also looks curious. 

I laugh before answering, didn't expect this one. "Uhm, there is more than one reason. My mother is very allergic to dogs so we never had one ourselves and we didn't go to people who had or have one, my aunt was bitten by a dog once and she was in the hospital for a week and I once had a nightmare about a whole group of large dogs who were chasing me wanted to kill me." I have plenty of examples of why I don't like dogs. With my new shoes in the dog shit or a dog that suddenly ran across the road, almost causing my mom to crash the car into a tree, but I don't tell him all of that. 

"Ohww," he seems to think about something but doesn't say anything about it.

''It's nice of you, hanging out with Valentina.  I hope you don't feel obligated to ask her.'' he looks sincere, leaning back, his eyes scanning my face.

''No, of course I don't feel obligated. She is nice, and she is one of the two people I can talk to and not have to lie,'' I half-joke. 

He smiles but I can see that he doesn't think it is funny.

When the bell rings we both walk to our class. During biology, the entire class is concentrated on a movie about cell divisions. Once the lessons are over, I walk to the bus stop. The bus will arrive in fifteen minutes. That's okay, I'll be on time anyway. 

I hope Valentina is also looking forward to it. The conversation they had about me may have changed her opinion about me. 

I actually wonder what James would have said? The school doctor must have asked how it happened. It is kind of embarrassing for him to say that another boy broke his hand without even trying.

When  I enter the bus I put in my earphones and look outside the window. The roads are almost empty because everyone is still in school or working. It is not a long ride to Christina's house. I'm at the bus stop within 20 minutes. Before I walk to the field I bring the stuff back to Christina and leave my bag there too. It is only five minutes past one. 

 I sit down on the bench staring at the forest. It looks so beautiful, the sun shining on the trees, the grass has the brightest type of green and smells nice. I can just walk around the forest instead of sitting here for the next 25 minutes. If I walk in a straight line, I can't get lost. I walk across the lawn into the forest. I put my phone back in my jacket pocket and put my jacket around my waist. 

It is difficult to walk with crutches here. I take them off my arms and just hold them in my hands. The light falls beautifully through the leaves of the trees. The farther I walk into the forest, the more different types of plants and flowers I come across. I walk over branches and fallen tree trunks which makes it hard to not fall even without the crutches. I see birds' nests and butterflies.

 A strange noise coming from the right distracts me from admiring my surroundings. I look around but see nothing until suddenly something moves in the tree. You can hardly see it but there is a squirrel on the top branch gnawing on a nut. A branch under him is a nest with 3 baby squirrels. Ahwww baby squirrels. 

I look back, can still see the lawn so I walk further into the forest. 

I keep walking till I see a big place without any trees. The sun is shining very bright over there. When I get closer to the lawn my eyes go wide. My mother would make a painting of this for sure. There are lots of brown with purple flowers along the edge and the lawn itself is full of small flowers in all the colors you can imagine. It feels like i'm in a painting or a magical movie. I put my crutches against the tree and walk a few steps on the lawn. The sun is shining on my face so warm. I close my eyes and enjoy. I hear the birds singing and that's the only thing, no wind, no talking. I would choose this sound over any type of music. I open my eyes again and look around me. Two butterflies are flying in front of me. They are dark purple with a black border. These are the butterflies I saw when I first visited Christina. And the last time before we went back inside. I follow them with my eyes. They sit down on a branch next to me. There are always two of them, I wonder if I always see the same two or if there are a lot of them.

Suddenly I have a strange feeling. It's the feeling you have when someone is looking at you or when you notice without looking that you're not alone in the room. I look around me, over the lawn. Immediately see a huge wolf standing on the other side of the lawn, staring at me.

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(A/N
What do you think will happen next?

Sorry if there are some grammar or spelling mistakes. My English isn't great yet and this is the first draft and I know there is some editing needed. 

I wanna thank the people who corrected some of my mistakes! I also wanna thank the couple of people who really read every chapter! I'm so thankful! It really pushed me to go farther! And just everyone who reads my story!)