Hi this is my first Crossover so go easy on me. I hope you enjoy it and please R&R. I wanna know if this is any good. Thank you

I lay on my bed and stared at my ceiling. My bed covering was neat and pressed. I hadn't slept in just under a year. The countless years of Eddy's ridiculous schemes were draining me of all feeling and self-worth to the point where I didn't care I was being drained. My alarm clock went off, it was 10 am, and it's beeping drilled into my skull. I slammed my hand down on the alarm and got up. I slept on top of the covers and I was wearing my yellow onesie. I trudged over to my desk to check on my ants, they were all fine, happier than their master. My desk was from IKEA, all of my things were, desk, bed, shelves, wardrobe, everything, I needed all my things to be precise and organised and IKEA had just that. I got changed into my red t-shirt and black ski hat but I didn't wear my shorts anymore, the shorts didn't go well with the current weather, instead I wore some grey jeans I had bought. Once I was fully dressed I headed downstairs.

I got to kitchen and found a sticky note on the door. 'Son. Please tell your mother that I won't be home until late tonight,' read the note. My parents never spoken directly to each other, they had me pass messages on, usually using sticky notes. They didn't love each other, they despised one another, they only stayed together for me. It started when I was 12 and now 6 after years they've barely said a word to each other. I ate some nutritious cereal, grabbed my satchel from my closet and left. I was a tutor for some kids in the suburb, some inside the Cul-De-Sac, some not.

I got outside and the dull clouds sat overhead. It was going to rain, not doubt about it, Mother Nature was just keeping me in suspense. I headed to Jimmy's house for his mathematics' lesson. Jimmy was still sleeping, after all it was Sunday, but time and date were oblivious to me because of my insomnia. His mother let me in and woke Jimmy up. 30 minutes later Jimmy was freshened and ready to start the lesson. Jimmy was significantly different looking since his braces were removed, while I got I bit taller and the gap in my teeth closed his hair became straighter, which looked great when styled, his teeth were pearly white and in good shape, his facial features also became quite symmetrical, he has was quite handsome, a real angel face. He came downstairs and we started our lesson. Jimmy was in the 7th grade (along with Sarah) and today we were looking at circular circumferences. The lesson ended close to 12 am and I left to go straight to my next session. This time it was with Nazz. She was still beautiful but had also matured. We were in the same geography class and I went through weather systems with her and how hurricanes formed. After that it was Kevin's, Kevin didn't really want a tutor but his dad insisted. Kevin didn't really mind me, it was always Eddy that Kevin disliked, so he was fine with my helping out. We went over Chemistry for an hour then ended it there.

It was 1.30pm and I had finished my rounds in the Cul-de-sac and it was time to make my way around Peach Creek suburbia. First I stopped off at my house to grab a sandwich. I put together a quick tomato, lettuce and turkey sandwich and quickly checked on mother. She was sitting in the living room reading.

"Greetings mother. Father says he won't be home until late this evening." I explained, she gave no reaction, "and I too will be late home. Terribly sorry mother." I left and she didn't say a word. I headed up the street to Alex's house for some 8th grade biology. Then Joseph's for 10th grade history. Alice's for 8th grade mathematics. Matthew's for 10th grade Spanish. Jackie's for 7th grade cooking. Terry's for 9th grade English. Finally it was to Dermot's house for 9th grade Physics. Dermot lived on the other side of Peach Creek so when I finished it was nearly 10pm. Walking it would take hours. I decided to grab a bus that went through a circuit of Peach Creek. I caught the bus and got on, the bus was empty, I could pick any seat for myself. I sat at the mid-point of the bus, not to far from the front, not to far the back. I sat looked out the window, it was pitch black outside and it was raining heavily, the sound of the large raindrops beating the windows was soothing for some reason. Soon into the journey I started to feel sleepy, finally I might be able to actually sleep. My eyelids got heavier and heavier, I was almost there, my eyes closed and I was about to be gifted with ability to rest again.

"Did you know that people die on buses but they just look like they're sleeping and everyone is to busy with their big corporate jobs to notice." Said a calm voice. I opened my eyes again and flicked my eyelids to waken myself up. I looked over to where the voice came from. It was a boy, the same age as me. He had shaggy brown hair, it sort naturally stuck up. He had blue Hawaiian shirt on with a red flight jacket, tatty black jeans and worker boots. He was wearing sunglasses despite the fact that he was inside and the fact that it was night-time. The glasses had a silver frame with red lenses. "But I guess you were just sleeping." He continued to say.

"Well. Yes. But I was just going to have a quick nap." I answered trying to be polite. I looked down at the bag he had sitting at his feet. "Hey, we have the exact same satchel." I pointed to both our satchels. "So do you life in Peach Creek? I've never seen you before. Are you new to the area?"

"Why? Do you care?" he simple replied. This took me back; I was just trying to be nice. I think he read my reaction as he extended his hand with a school library card in it to me. I took it and he shook my hand. I looked at the card.

"Tyler E. Durden. Peach Creek high school library. If lost please contact: 288-555-0153." I said to myself. "So you have just started at school." He nodded. "Well I will aid you in any queries you have."

"Right." He said slowly. "This is my stop. See you around." He got up and got up. I tried to see what house he lived in but I couldn't see him once he got off, it was too dark outside.

I reached the Cul-de-sac and went to my house. I got to the door and tried to enter but the door was locked and there was no sign of life inside. I went trough my satchel to get my key but for some reason it wasn't there, I had forgotten it, which was something I would never usually do. I got out my cell phone and went through my contacts. I got down to my mothers number but then I paused. Mother was probably fast asleep and waking her up would surely anger her and I would never wish for that. Suddenly I felt something in my pocket. I fished it out, it was Tyler's library card, I must have forgotten to give it back. I contemplated phoning to give back his card and perhaps give me a place of shelter for the night. I dialled his number and waited. It rang for a long period and I was about to hang up but just before my finger hovered over the hangout button he answered.

"Hello?" Ask Tyler. I hesitated to speak.

"Um hello. Tyler it's me. The guy from the bus. I'm calling because I still have your library card."

"Oh yeah." Realised Tyler.

"And I'd hate to trouble you but I've been locked outside my house. I was wondering if you could assist me in finding a place to stay?"

"Yeah sure. I'll be round in a second." I was about to tell him the address but he hung up.

I waited a short while on my doorstep while the rain was still pouring. I was looking down at my feet when out of nowhere he arrived.

"Hey. Ready to go." He asked

"Yes but….how did you know where I lived?"

"I don't know. You looked like the type of guy who would have a nice home." I was baffled, I was about to ask what he meant by his statement but before I could say anything he continued to talk. "Right lets go back to my house."

"Really?" I asked with a smile. "Thank you so much for being to welcoming to a total stranger." Tyler gestured to follow him, which I did. As we started our journey to his home his unexpectedly stopped in the middle of the Cul-de-sac. "What is it?"

"You can stay at my place you have to do me one thing for."

"Of course. I'd be happy to help out in anyway."

"I want you to hit me as hard as you can."