I headed towards him without stopping. Finally, the most difficult obstable has been overcome. Myself.

The sky was covered with clouds. Not a single spot of sunshine was shining through them. The only thing illuminating underneath the clouds was him.

I walked on the newly made pavement surrounded by green grass. Climbing the flight of horizontal stairs diagonally, I approached him.

“Hi,” I said.

Surprisingly, he held out his hand.

“Tyler,”I shook his hand only grasping on to his fingers

I introduced myself and sat down beside him.

I have never seem him upclose. Frontal or profile. He has dark green eyes. I always thought his eyes were brown, but they are still chinky upclose or far away. His lips were still as juicy as ever, and his skin looked white and radiant. I am not dissappointed but his nose is big. Actually everything comes together.

He was sitting down and enjoying the weather.

He called himself a ‘wigger.’

He is pure white but is black at heart.

He likes hip hop and rap.

He is from Birmingham, class of ’10

He likes foggy days where “you can’t see 10 feet in front of you.”

He thought the presentation in class was boring and he fell asleep.

He lives at Sherman Way and Sepulveda.

He takes the Orange Line home….there’s still so much more!!

I swear, I blushed so many times I thought my head was about to explode. It was a good conversation, we were asking each other questions back and forth. It was interesting. I have not made contact with him at all, and knowing new things about him was fascinating.

He notices the rain drops that were rocking to and fro in the air, although I think i noticed it before he did. Tyler had to leave and meet up with his friends. He got a call from them and he asked them if they could see him.

He stood up and asked, “Do you give hugs or is that weird?”

I answered, “Yea, it’s weird.”

So instead of a hug, he gave me another handshake.

Still grasping on to his fingers, I felt the soft skin on his hand.

“See you on Tuesday!” I exclaimed.

He paused.”Hmm, yea, that’s if I don’t sleep over.”

I smiled at him and waved my hand.

Walking towards where my friends were, I noticed the rain feeling very refreshing on my skin.

I like observing the world through the side window

and staring at the only star in the night sky.

I would rather listen than engage in a conversation

because I do not have much to talk about.

Please put me in the the back seat next time.

I really don’t mind.

and somewhat lonely.

I love how it soothes and relaxes.

I love how it sounds.

I love how it feels.

I love how it is powerful.

I want to be the wind.