Prologue
We all need a friend
His captivating. To watch him, is like watching a volcano. Silently anticipating for it to explode. Maybe that's a bad thing. But whenever I'm around him, it's exciting. It's kind of fun to be walking on the edge, walking on the edge in plain old Summer Bay, where parents try their best to shield their children from the scary monsters of the world. Most days you can always wake up with out fail, to see the sun shining, the sunlight dancing and hear the birds singing. After a while it can get sort of boring.
Since I'd had started to talk to him. It was like I could let out a huge breath, one that I had been holding since I had gotten here. I could finally relax in the imperfections of life. Where most things have now been exposed. As this might sound strange to most people my age, it's the only thing that can keep me sane. I need to dramarama of life.
Maybe why this was so perfect. The secret meetings we had just started arranging, our very first one being tomorrow. My family disapproves, my brothers hate him. But for once I don't really care about them. I care about him, and in some ways he needs me more then them. He needs a friend, someone who can understand him.
I never thought I would be able to relate to someone who was so misunderstood. But maybe now I can, maybe I've changed. My outlook on life has changed dramatically since Henry and I discovered that dead body in the bush. That person died alone and scared. I for one don't want that to happen to myself. We all need to be cared for, we all need to be understood, we all need a second chance, but most of all, we all need a friend