Following your footsteps

finding yourself once again standing in the woods. you feel the autumn breeze sending a shiver down your spine. As the fallen leaves dance around you. The air is so cold it's almost numbing. It's just like that day, isn't it Ryker?

Six years ago, back in your freshmen year of high school. There was a boy, named Ryker Stone, he was in his junior year, yet he didn't have many friends. Looking back You didn't have many friends either. But the ones you did, told you to stay away from him. Because he was a bit, odd. You never were one to listen to others opinions on a person. Instead you like to make judgements based on what you think. So maybe that's what drew you into talking to him. You remember the first time you talked to him. School had ended, and as usual Ryker was found sitting in the back of the library. You were so awkward back then when you first approached him. Hey, your Ryker right? Rykers eyes widened slightly, still looking at his book he held open in his hands. And then he shifted his gaze to you almost in shock that you were talking to him. Yeah I'm Ryker, Um.. I'm sorry I don't know your name. He was always kind, quiet but kind. And Remembering how you stuttered just trying to talk to him. Oh I.. Im I mean I never told you my name. S..so I don't, I mean my name is Tiff. The way he smiled at you, and chuckled. even when you messed up introducing yourself, it made you want to laugh with him. Well it's nice to meet you Tiff. You probably know about me already huh. Now that you think about it there was a Erie tone to him when he said you know about him. But you brushed it aside thinking nothing of it. No, not really, well only what the school says. But, Ryker I want to be your friend! I want to get to know you!