Dreams are as fragile as the very wind we ride upon,
Broken by the slightest of touch.
"What are you writing Dylan?"
Startled she slammed her sketchpad shut and spun around to face her friend Alek " Don't sneak up on me like that, you Dummkopf!" she snapped back at him. " Sorry, but you seemed so intent on what you were doing I was hesitant you bother you." Scowling she picked up her sketchpad and said in a sharp tone. "Well you should of asked later." And left. What's her problem, he wondered.
He was about to go after her when he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was one of Deryns friend Newkirk. "Don't bother, he's all ways like that this time of the month. None of use has a clue why. If he was a girl I'd make sense, but he's Obviously not" That's what you think. Thought Alek, but then the rest of what he said register in his brain. " what do you mean it'd make sense if he, was a she?" Newkirk looked at him strangely. " You haven't... Of course not. Your a clanker, so they wouldn't teach you about the human body.. Here let me explain..."
5 HORIFICALY EDUCATIONL MINETS LATER.
" Th-thanks for the enlightenment..." Alek barely managed to stutter, after a horrifically descriptive lesson. "no problem. Mr Rigby probably still has the diagrams from class. I could get them.." Newkirk offered. " NO! I-I mean not thank you, I get it. See you later!" Alek Said as ran to his room, hoping Newkirk would try to tell him more.
When He reached his room he found Dyren Waiting there for him. "Sorry about earlier. I don't know what came over me." she said smiling embarrassedly. I do. thought Alek, as he plopped down on the bed next to Dylan. "what happened to you?" she asked, concerned. "you're as white as a ghost!" Looking at her he calmly said. " I was enlightened"
Listening to: Artemis Fowl.
Watching: my words spill acrose the screen.